Interpret:

Fiona Apple

Album:

The Idler Wheel...

I guess I just must be a daredevil
I don't feel anything until I smash it up
I'm caught on the cold, caught on the hot
Not so, with the warmer lot
And all I want's a confidant
To help me laugh it off


And don't let me ruin me
I may need a chaperone


Say I'm an airplane
And the gashes I got from my heartbreak
Make the slots and the flaps upon my wing
And I use 'em to give me lift
Hip-hip, for the lift
Hip-hip, for the drag
I want them all in my bag
Oh, give me anything, and I'll turn it into a gift


But don't let me ruin me
I may need a chaperone


Seek me out
Look at, look at, look at, look at me
I'm all the fishes in the sea
Wake me up
Gimme, gimme, gimme what you got
In your mind in the middle of the night


And maybe you'll let me look out for you
Protect what I found in you
And never let it starve
And then that way, you'll let me stay
Skirting the skirt, like I want to
And I will try hard to hold on to you with open arms


But don't let me ruin me
I may need a chaperone