Words and Music: Fiona Apple

Im gonna make a mistake-

Im gonna do it on purpose

Im gonna waste my time

Cuz Im full as a tick

And Im scratching at the surface

And what I find is mine

And when the day is done, and I look back

And the fact is I had fun, fumbling around

All the advice I shunned, and I ran

Where they told me not to run, but I sure

Had fun, so

Im gonna fuck it up again

Im gonna do another detour

Unpave my path

And if you wanna make sense

Whatcha looking at me for

Im no good at math

And when I find my way back,

The fact is I just may stay, or I may not

Ive acquired quite a taste

For a well-made mistake

I wanna mistake why cant I make a mistake?

Im always doing what I think I should

Almost always doing everybody good

Why-

Do I wanna do right, of course but

Do I really wanna feel Im forced to

Answer you, hell no

Ive acquired quite a taste

For a well-made mistake, I wanna

Make a mistake, why cant I make a mistake

Im always doing what I think I should

Almost always doing everybody good

Why