On The Bound

Fiona Apple · When the Pawn...

All my life is on me now, hail the pages turning
And the futureÂ’s on the bound, hell donÂ’t know my fury

YouÂ’re all I need, youÂ’re all I need, youÂ’re all I need
YouÂ’re all I need, youÂ’re all I need, youÂ’re all I need
YouÂ’re all I need - and maybe some faith would
Do me good

I donÂ’t know what IÂ’m doing, donÂ’t know should I
Change my mind, I canÂ’t decide, thereÂ’s too many
Variations to consider
No thing I do donÂ’t do no thing but bring me
More to do,
ItÂ’s true, I do imbue my 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 itÂ’s all gonna be alright
I believe that it isnÂ’t.

YouÂ’re all I need, youÂ’re all I need, youÂ’re all I need
YouÂ’re all I need, youÂ’re all I need, youÂ’re all I need
YouÂ’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