Fiona Apple - Every Single Night

Every single night

I endure the flight

Of little wings of white-flamed

Butterflies in my brain

These ideas of mine

Percolate the mind

Trickle down the spine

Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze

That's where the pain comes in

Like a second skeleton

Trying to fit beneath the skin

I can't fit the feelings in

Every single night's alight with my brain

What'd I say to her?

Why'd I say to her?

What does she think of me?

That I'm not what I ought to be

That I'm what I try not to be

It's got to be somebody else's fault

I can't get caught

If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does what I does

Then brother, get back, 'cause my breast's gonna bust open

The rib is the shell and the heart is the yolk

I just made a meal for us both to choke on

Every single night's a fight with my brain

I just want to feel everything

I just want to feel everything

I just want to feel everything

So I'm gonna try to be still now

Gonna renounce the mill a little while and

If we had a double-king-sized bed

We could move in it and I'd soon forget