Words and Music: Fiona Apple
Im gonna make a mistake-
Im gonna do it on purpose
Im gonna waste my time
Cuz Im full as a tick
And Im scratching at the surface
And what I find is mine
And when the day is done, and I look back
And the fact is I had fun, fumbling around
All the advice I shunned, and I ran
Where they told me not to run, but I sure
Had fun, so
Im gonna fuck it up again
Im gonna do another detour
Unpave my path
And if you wanna make sense
Whatcha looking at me for
Im no good at math
And when I find my way back,
The fact is I just may stay, or I may not
Ive acquired quite a taste
For a well-made mistake
I wanna mistake why cant I make a mistake?
Im always doing what I think I should
Almost always doing everybody good
Why-
Do I wanna do right, of course but
Do I really wanna feel Im forced to
Answer you, hell no
Ive acquired quite a taste
For a well-made mistake, I wanna
Make a mistake, why cant I make a mistake
Im always doing what I think I should
Almost always doing everybody good
Why
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