Relay - Fiona Apple

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

I resent you for being raised right

I resent you for being tall

I resent you for never getting any opposition at all

I resent you for having each other

I resent you for being so sure

I resent you for presenting your life, like a fucking propaganda brochure

And I see that you keep trying to bait me

And I’d love to get up in your face

But I know if I hate you, for hating me

I will have entered the endless race

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

I resent you for being raised right

I resent you for being tall

I resent you for never getting any opposition at all

I resent you for having each other

I resent you for being so sure

I resent you for presenting your life like a fucking propaganda brochure

And I see that you keep trying to bait me

And I’d love to get up in your face

But I know if I hate you, for hating me

I will have entered the endless race

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

(Don't want to hurt you, but I don’t want to hurt myself even more)

I’m sorry

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport, when the one who’s burned, turns to pass the torch

I used to go to the ferris wheel every morning

Just to throw my anger out the door