Tekster: Fiona Apple. When The Pawn.... On The Bound.

All my life is on me now, hail the pages turning
And the future's on the bound, hell don't know my fury

You're all I need, you're all I need, you're all I need
You're all I need, you're all I need, you're all I need
You're all I need - and maybe some faith would
Do me good

I don't know what I'm doing, don't know should I
Change my mind, I can't decide, there's too many
Variations to consider
No thing I do don't do no thing but bring me
More to do,

It'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 it's all gonna be alright
I believe that it isn't.

You're all I need, you're all I need, you're all I need
You're all I need, you're all I need, you're all I need
You'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