Words and music: fiona apple
I'm gonna make a mistake-
I'm gonna do it on purpose
I'm gonna waste my time
Cuz i' full as a tick
And i' 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
I'm gonna f** it up again
I'm gonna do another detour
Unpave my path
And if you wanna make sense
Whatcha looking at me for
I'm no good at math
And when i find my way back,
The fact is i just may stay, or i may not
I've acquired quite a taste
For a well-made mistake
I wanna mistake why can't i make a mistake?
I'm 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 i'm forced to
Answer you, hell no
I've acquired quite a taste
For a well-made mistake, i wanna
Make a mistake, why can't i make a mistake
I'm always doing what i think i should
Almost always doing everybody good
Why