Fiona Apple Better Version of Me

The nickel dropped When I was on My way beyond The rubicon What did I do And the games that I can handle None are ones worth the candle What should I do I m a frightened, fickle person Fighting, cryin, kickin, cursin What can I do Oooh, after all the folderol, And hauling over coals What will I do Can t take a good day without a bad one Don t feel just to smile until I ve had one Where did I learn I make a fuss about a little thing The rhyme is losing to the riddling Where s the turn I don t want a home, I d ruin that Home is where my habits have a habitat Why give it a turn Stops What did I learn I am likely to miss the main event If I stop to cry and complain again So I will keep a deliberate pace Let the damned breeze dry my face Ooooh mister wait until you see What I m gonna be I ve got a plan, a demand and it just began And if you re right, you ll agree Here s coming a better version of me Here it comes a better version of me Here it comes a better version of me