Fiona Apple Bot

I say to myself
I need fuel to take flight
And there's too much going on

My eyes got fixed when my mind got soul

Days like this, I don't know what to do with myself
All day and all night
I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath
I say to myself
I need fuel to take flight

You got your game, made your shot, and you got away

And I need to be redeemed to the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love

Do I so worry you, you need to hurry to my side?

So I could see you see me sincerely yelling back
I bet your fortressed face
Belied your fort of lace

What's so impressive about a diamond except the mining
But it's dangerous work trying to get to you, too
And I think if I didn't have to kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill myself doing it
Maybe I wouldn't think so much of you

What did I do?
And the games that I could handle
None are ones worth the candle
What should I do?

So I could see you see me sincerely yelling back

Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no

Please forgive me for my distance
The pain is evident in my existence

In fact I can't stop falling out
This is not about love
'Cause I am not in love

How many times do I have to say
To get away? Get gone
Flip your shit past another lass's
Humble dwelling

And leave a love belittled

Another cue for you to fold your ears
Another train of thought too hard to follow
Chugging along to the song that belongs to the shifting of gears
Please forgive me for my distance

I've acquired quite a taste
For a well-made mistake
I wanna make a mistake, why can't I make a mistake?

A still-life drawing of a peach

My feet of clay, they dried to dust

Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning
You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun
And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists

Just rust
And the signature thing that used to bring a following
I have trouble now even remembering, so

I'll say I'll never wake up knowing how or why
I don't know what to believe in; you don't know who I am
You'll say I'll need appeasing when I start to cry
But never is a promise and I'll never need a lie

I looked like a neon zebra, shaking rain off her stripes
And the rivulets had you riveted to the places that I wanted you to
Kiss me when we find some time alone

Conversation once colored by esteem
Became dialogue as a diagram of a play for blood
Took a vacation, my palate got clean
Now I can taste your agenda while you're spitting your cud

Take the shade from the canvas and leave me the white
Let me sink in the silence that echoes inside

No more maladies
I'm so tired of crying
You'd think I was a siren
But me and everybody's on the sad same team

And when the crowd becomes your burden
And you've early closed your curtains
I'll wait by the backstage door

I might have been a little fast to dismiss

Just as sincere as a dog does
When it's the food on your lips with which it's in love
I bet you could never tell

Lying limp in your own hands