Fiona Apple

早上在收音機上聽來的。沒有找到歌。

 

I don't understand about complementary colors and what they say.
Side by side they're both white; together they both get gray.
But he's been pretty much yellow, and I've been kinda blue,
but all I can see is red, red, red, red, red, red now;
what am I to do?

I don't understand about diamonds and why men buy them.
What's so impressive about a diamond, except the mining?
And this dangerous world is trying to get to you too,
and i think if i didn't have to kill, kill, kill kill kill kill myself doing it..

I've been watching all the time.
And I still can't find my track.
And I wanna know is it okay is it just fine?
Was it my fault? Is it my lack?

I don't understand about the weather outside,
The harbringer to the words somebody lied.
There's solace, a bit, for submitting,
To the fitfully cryptically true,
What's happened is happened,
what's coming is already on its way,
with a role for me to play.

I don't understand,
I never understand,
when I try to understand,
there's nothing else I can do.