Testo della canzone Fetch The Bolt Cutters (Fiona Apple), tratta dall'album Fetch The Bolt Cutters

Fetch The Bolt Cutters - Fiona Apple

I've been thinking about when I was trying to be your friend
I thought it was, then, but it wasn't, it wasn't genuine
I was just so furious, but I couldn't show you, 'cause I know you
And I know what you can do, and I don't want a war with you
I won't afford it, you get sore, even when you win

And you maim when you're on offense
But you kill when you're on defense
And you got them all convinced that you're the means and the end
All the VIPs and PYTs and wannabes
Afraid of not being your friend

And I've always been too smart for that, but you know what?
My heart was not, I took it like a kid, you see
The cool kids voted to get rid of me
I'm ashamed of what it did to me
What I let get done
It stole my fun, it stole my fun

Fetch the bolt cutters, I've been in here too long
Fetch the bolt cutters, I've been in here too long
Fetch the bolt cutters, I've been in here too long
Fetch the bolt cutters

You seem so nice, I guess you've changed
I thought it was then but it wasn't, it wasn't then when-

Fetch the bolt cutters, I've been in here too long
Fetch the bolt cutters, whatever happens, whatever happens
Fetch the bolt cutters, I've been in here too long
Fetch the bolt cutters

While I'd not yet found my bearings
Those it-girls hit the ground
Comparing the way I was, to the way she was
Saying I'm not stylish enough and I cry too much
And I listened because I hadn't found my own voice yet
So all I could hear was the noise that
People make when they don't know shit
But I didn't know that yet

I grew up in the shoes they told me I could fill
When they came around, I would stand real still
A girl can roll her eyes at me and kill
I got the idea I wasn't real
I thought being blacklisted would be grist for the mill
Until I realized
I'm still here

I grew up in the shoes they told me I could fill
Shoes that were not made for running up that hill
And I need to run up that hill
I need to run up that hill, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will

Fetch the bolt cutters, I've been in here too long
Fetch the bolt cutters, whatever happens, whatever happens
Fetch the bolt cutters, I've been in here too long
Fetch the bolt cutters, whatever happens, whatever happens

Fetch the bolt cutters, whatever happens, whatever happens
Fetch the bolt cutters, fetch the bolt cutters
I will, I will, fetch the bolt cutters
Fetch the bolt cutters, fetch the bolt cutters

Fetch the bolt cutters, fetch the bolt cutters
Whatever happens, whatever happens
Whatever happens, whatever happens (fetch the bolt cutters)
Whatever happens, whatever happens
Fetch the bolt cutters

Yeah



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Writer(s): Fiona Apple
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