Fiona Apple - Not About Love Lyrics
The early carsAlready areDrawing deep breaths past my doorAnd last night's phrasesSick with lack of basisAre still WRITHING on my floorAnd it doesn't seem fairThat your wicked words should workIn holding me downNo, it doesn't seem rightTo take informationGiven at close rangeFor the gagAnd the bindAnd the ammuntion roundConversation once colored by esteemBecame dialogue as a diagram of a play for bloodTook a vacation, my palate got cleanNow I can taste your agendaWhile you're spitting your cudAnd it doesn't make senseI should fall for the kingcraft of a meritless crownNo, it doesn't seem rightTo take informationGiven at close rangeFor the gagAnd the bindAnd the ammuntion roundThis is not about love'Cause I am not in loveIn fact I can't stop falling outThis is not about love'Cause I am not in loveIn fact I can't stop falling outI miss that stupid acheWorstest postureI have to stare atThat's what he said when I was sittin' up straightChange the name of the game'Cause you lostAnd he knew he was wrong but he knew it too lateBut I'm not being fair'Cause I chose to llisten to that filthy mouthBut I'd like to choose right,Take all the things that I've said that you've stolePut 'em in a sackSwing 'em over your shoulderChange my waysStep out of this fightTry to live in the life that you likeThis is not about love'Cause I am not in loveIn fact I cant stop falling outThis is not about love'Cause I am not in loveIn fact i cant stop falling outI miss that stupid ache
