Fiona Apple - Used To Love Him Lyrics
The times were goin' boom and boom and bustMy feet of clay, they've dried to dustBut it isn't the red we painted,It's... just... rustThat signature thing that used to bring a followingI have trouble now, even rememberingSo why did I kiss him so hard late last friday nightAnd keep on letting him change all my plansI'm either so sick in the headI need to be bled dry to quitOr I just really used to love himI sure hope that's itTo keep in touch would do me whooping dutch'Cause it isn't the rush of remembering, it's just lushAnd that signature thing is only growing harrowingI should have no trouble now to keep from followingSo why did I kiss him so hard late last friday nightAnd keep on letting him change all my plansI'm either so sick in the headI need to be bled dry to quitOr I just really used to love himI sure hope that's itSometimesWhen I bust my feet of clay, they dried to dustThat what isn't the red we paintedIt's... just... rustThat signature thing that used to bring a followingI have trouble now, even rememberingSo why did I kiss him so hard late last friday nightAnd keep on letting him change all my plansI'm either so sick in the headI need to be bled dry to quitOr I just really used to love himOr I just really used to love himOr I just really used to love himI sure hope that's itll
