Fiona Apple "Valentine"

Photographer Unknown

You didn't see my valentine

I sent it via pantomime

As you were watching someone else

I stared at you and cut myself

It's all I'll do 'cause I'm not free

A fugitive too dull to flee

I'm amorous but out of reach

A still life drawing of a peach

I'm a tulip in a cup

I stand no chance of growing up

I've made my peace, I'm dead, I'm done

I watch you live to have my fun

I root for you, I love you

You, you, you, you

I root for you, I love you

You, you, you, you

I made it to a dinner date

My teardrops seasoned every plate

I tried to dance, but lost my nerve

I cramped up in the learning curve

I'm a tulip in a cup

I stand no chance of growing up

I'm resigned to sail on through

In the wake of tales of you

I root for you, I love you

You, you, you, you

I root for you, I love you

You, you, you, you

I root for you, I love

You, you, you, you

You, you, you, you

I root for you, I love you

You, you, you