Fiona Apple - Paper Bag
from the album "When The Pawn"
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believe for a moment that my chances were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a wary tear
I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works
When it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine and a fail to kiss
is a fail to cope
I said, "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void," - he said "it's all in
your head,"
And I said, "So's everything" but he didn't get it
I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
Hunger hurts and I want him so bad, oh it kills
Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts but startving works
When it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts but I want him so bad, oh it kills
Cause I know I'm a mess that he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold here cause these hands are just too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts but startving works
When it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts but I want him so bad, oh it kills
Because I know that I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold because these hands are just too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts but startving, it works
When it costs too much to love