Oh Well
Fiona Apple
What you did to me
Made me see myself as something different
Though I try to talk sense to myself
But I just won't listen
Won't you go away?
Turn yourself in, you're no good at confession
Before the image that you burned me in
Tries to teach you a lesson
What you did to me
Made me see myself as something awful
A voice once stentorian
Is now again meek and muffled
It took me such a long time
To get back up the first time you did it
I spent all I had to get it back
And now it seems I've been out-bidded
My peace and quiet was stolen from me
When I was looking with calm affection
You were searching out my imperfections
What wasted unconditional love
On somebody who doesn't believe in that stuff
You came upon me like a hypnic jerk
When I was just about settled
And when it counts you recoil with a cryptic word
And leave a love belittled
Oh, what a cold and common old way to go
I was feeding on the need for you to know me
Devastated at the rate you fell below me
What wasted unconditional love
On somebody who doesn't believe in the stuff
Oh well
