I could liken you to a werewolf the way you left me for dead
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But I admit that I provided a full moon
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And I could liken you to a shark the way you bit off my head
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But then again I was waving around a bleeding, open wound
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But you were such a super guy ¡®til the second you get a whiff of me
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We are like a wishing well and a bolt of electricity
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But we can still support each other, all we gotta do's avoid each other
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Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
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Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
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The lava of the volcano shot up hot from under the sea
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One thing leads to another and you made an island of me
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And I could liken you to a chemical the way you made me compound a compound (?)
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But I'm a chemical, too, inevitable you and me would mix
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And I could liken you to a lot of things but I always come around
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'Cause in the end I'm a sensible girl, I know the fiction of the fix (?)
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But you were such a super guy ¡®til the second you get a whiff of me
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We are like a wishing well and a bolt of electricity
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But we can still support each other, all we gotta do's avoid each other
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Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
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Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
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Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
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Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
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Werewolf
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| Fiona Apple |
