Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Limp, artist - Fiona Apple. Date of issue: 08.11.1999
Song language: English
Limp |
| You wanna make me sick; |
| You wanna lick my wounds |
| Don’t you, baby? |
| You want the badge of honour when you save my hide |
| But you’re the one in the way |
| Of the day of doom, baby |
| If you need my shame to reclaim your pride |
| And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists |
| I never did anything to you, man |
| But no matter what I try, you’ll beat me with your bitter lies |
| So call me crazy, hold me down |
| Make me cry; |
| get off now, baby |
| It won’t be long till you’ll be lying limp in your own hands |
| You feed the beast I have within me |
| You wave the red flag, baby you make it run run run |
| Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning |
| You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun |
| And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists |
| I never did anything to you, man |
| But no matter what I try, you’ll beat me with your bitter lies |
| So call me crazy, hold me down |
| Make me cry; |
| get off now, baby |
| It won’t be long till you’ll be lying limp in your own hands |
| And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists |
| I never did anything to you, man |
| But no matter what I try, you’ll beat me with your bitter lies |
| So call me crazy, hold me down |
| Make me cry; |
| get off now, baby |
| It won’t be long till you’ll be lying limp in your own hands |