Better Version Of Me — Fiona Apple

The nickel dropped when I was on My way beyond the rubicon What did I do?

And the games that I could handle And then the ones with a candle What can I do?

I'm a frightened, fickle person Fighting, cryin', kickin', cursin' What should I do?

Oooh, 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 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 go and that home is where my habits have a habitat Why give it term?

Oooh, 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 and complain again So I will keep a deliberate pace Let the damn breeze dry my face

Oh mister wait until you see What I plan to be

I've got a plan to demand and it just began And if you're right, you'll agree

Here's coming a better version of me Here's coming a better version of me Here it comes a better version of me