Used To Love Him Lyrics - Fiona Apple

Those boon times went bust 

My feet of clay, they've dried to dust 

The red isn't the red we painted, 

It's... just... rust 

That signature thing that used to bring a following 

I have trouble now, even remembering 

So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night 

And keep on letting him change all my plans 

I'm either so sick in the head 

I need to be bled dry to quit 

Or I just really used to love him 

I sure hope that's it 

to keep in touch would do me deep in dutch 

'Cause it isn't the rush of remembering, it's just mush 

And that signature thing is only growing harrowing 

I should have no trouble now to keep from following 

So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night 

And keep on letting him change all my plans 

I'm either so sick in the head 

I need to be bled dry to quit 

Or I just really used to love him 

I sure hope that's it 

Those boon times went bust 

My feet of clay, they've dried to dust 

The red isn't the red we painted, 

It's... just... rust 

That signature thing that used to bring a following 

I have trouble now, even remembering 

So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night 

And keep on letting him change all my plans 

I'm either so sick in the head 

I need to be bled dry to quit 

Or I just really used to love him 

Or I just really used to love him 

Or I just really used to love him 

I sure hope that's it