Better Version of Me
by Fiona Apple

The nickel dropped
when i was on
my way beyond
the rubicon
what did i do
and of the games
that i can handle
none are ones
worth the candle
what should i do
i´m a frightened, fickle person;
fighting, crying, kicking, cursing
what can i do
oh, after all the folderol
and hauling over coals stops
what will i do

can´t take a good day
without a bad one
don´t feel just to smile
until i´ve had one
where did i learn
i make a fuss about a little thing
the rhyme is losing to the riddling
where´s the turn
i don´t want a home, i´d ruin that
home is where my habits have a habitat
why give a turn
oh, after all the folderol
and hauling over coals stops
what did i learn

i am likely to miss the main event
if i stop to cry or complain again
so i will keep a deliberate pace
let the damned breeze dry my face

oh mister wait until you see
what i´m gonna be
i got a plan; a demand, and it just began
and if you are right, you will agree

here´s coming a better version of me
here it comes a better version of me
here it comes a better version of me.
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Lyrics submitted by Andrea.