“Changed the name of the game cause he lost
And he knew it was wrong but he knew it too late.
But I’m not being fair cause I chose to listen to that filthy mouth
But I’d like to choose right
Take all the things that I’ve said that he stole
Put ‘em in my sack, swing ‘em over my shoulder
Turn on my heels, step out of his sight
Try to live in a lovlier light.”—Fiona Apple