Testo: 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 by 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 going to 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