So be it, I'm your crowbar
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If thats what I am so far
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Until you get out of this mess
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And I will pretend
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That I dont know of your sins
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Until you are ready to confess
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But all the time, all the time
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I'll know, I'll know
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And you can use my skin
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To bury your secrets in
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And I will settle you down
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And at my own suggestion,
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I will ask no questions
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While I do my thing in the background
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But all the time, all the time
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i'll know, I'll know
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Baby-I can't help you out, while she's still around
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So for the time being, I'm being patient
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And amidst this bitterness
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If you'll consider this-even if it dont make sense
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All the time-give it time
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And when the crowd becomes your burden
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And you've early closed your curtains,
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I'll wait by the backstage door
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While you try to find the lines to speak your mind
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And pry it open, hoping for an encore
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And if it gets too late, for me to wait
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For you to find you love me, and tell me so
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It's ok, dont need to say it
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I Know
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| Fiona Apple |
