Woorden: Fiona Apple. On The Bound.

All my life is on me now
Hail the pages turning
And the future's on the bound
Hell don't know my fury

You're all I need, you're all I need, you're all I need
You're all I need, you're all I need, you're all I need
You're all I need

And maybe some faith would do me good
I don't know what I'm doing, don't know should I change my mind
I can't decide, there's too many variations to consider
No thing I do don't do no thing but bring me more to do
It's true, I do imbue by blue unto myself, I make it bitter

Baby, lay your head on my lap one more time
Tell me you belong to me
Baby say that it's all going to be alright
I believe that it isn't

You're all I need, you're all I need, you're all I need
You're all I need, you're all I need, you're all I need
You're all I need

And maybe some faith would do me good
And maybe some faith would do me good
And maybe some faith would do me good