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