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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fiona Apple
Vocals
Brian Kehew
Guitar
Abe Laboriel Jr.
Drums
Roger Joseph Manning Jr.
Keyboards
Dave Palmer
Keyboards
Brad Warnaar
French Horn
Elizondo
Moog
Zac Rae
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fiona Apple
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Kehew
Co-Producer
Adam Hawkins
Recording Engineer
Dave Way
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Elizondo
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
What you did to me
Made me see myself something different
And 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
[Verse 2]
What you did to me
Made me see myself 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
[Verse 3]
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 the stuff
[Verse 4]
You came upon me like a hypnic jerk
When I was just about settled
When it counts, you recoil with a cryptic word
And leave a love belittled
[Verse 5]
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
Written by: Fiona Apple