Fiona Apple - For Her lyrics

Look at how feathered his cocks are
See how seamless his frocks are
Look at his paper-beating over that rockstar
Look at how long she walks and how far
Was she lost? Or maybe she was not for
Traveling in the stock car anymore
Maybe she spent her formative years
Dealing with his contentious fears
And endless jeers at her endless tears
Or maybe she just got tired of watching him

Sniff white off a starlet's breast
Treating his wife like less than a guest
Getting his girl to clean up his mess
Never showing weakness unless it's
A ward's season
It's the season of the ward
And she's trying to cut the cord
She's tired of planting her
Knees on the cold, hard floor of facts
Trying to act like the other girl acts

And your strike may have been exact
But you know that you never
Really go to the mat
You tie everything all pretty
In the second act
When you know that it didn't
Go exactly like that

You arrive and drive by like a sauced up bat
Like you know you should know
But you don't know where it's at
Like you know you should know
But you don't know where it's at
Like you know you should know
But you don't know where it's at
You arrive and drive by like a sauced up bat
Like you know you should know
But you don't know where it's at
You arrive and drive by like a sauced up bat

Like you know you should know
But you don't know where it's at
Like you know you should know
But you don't know what you did
Like you know
You should know what happened when
I came to bed like you know you should know
But you don't know
Like you know you should know
But you don't know
Like you know you should know
But you don't know what you did

Well, good morning good morning
You raped me in the same bed
Your daughter was born in good morning
Good morning good morning
Good morning good morning
Like you know you should know
But you don't know
Like you know you should know
But you don't know
Like you know you should know
But you don't know

You were so high you were so high
You were so high