Limp lyrics

You wanna make me sick

You wanna lick my wounds, don't you, baby?

You want the badge of honor when you save my hide

But you're the one in the way of the day of doom, baby

If you need my shame to reclaim your pride

And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists

I never did anything to you, man

But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies

So call me crazy, hold me down, make me cry

Get off now, baby

It won't be long

Till you'll be lyin' limp in your own hands

You feed the beast I have within me

You wave the red flag, baby

You make it run, run, run

Standin' on the sidelines wavin' and grinning

You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun

And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists

I never did anything to you, man

But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies

So call me crazy, hold me down, make me cry

Get off now, baby

It won't be long

Till you'll be lyin' limp in your own hands

And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists

I never did anything to you, man

But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies

So call me crazy, hold me down, make me cry

Get off now, baby

It won't be long

Till you'll be lyin' limp in your own hands

• Artist:Fiona Apple
• Album:When The Pawn... (1999)