Fiona Apple - I Know
I'm posting this because this fan video misses the point entirely. Saw the target and shot the arrow in the other direction. 180 degrees. The video is all of people kissing and doing romantic thingamabobs and, well, it's not even close to that. //I KNOW// Fiona in normal Me in bold So be it, I'm your crowbar If thats what I am so far Yep, sounds like every love song I've ever heard. Crowbars and identity problems. Continue... Until you get out of this mess And I will pretend That I don't know of your sins Until you are ready to confess And then denial, implications of infidelity, and calls for the establishment of honesty in a world of pain and pretending. But all the time, all the time I'll know, I'll know Wrath of a woman scorned? Awful. Wrath of a woman scorned in silence? I don't even want to think about it. But here in the video it's all wedding day kisses. And you can use my skin To bury secrets in And I will settle you down So man can talk about what he's done wrong, establish trust, and Protagonist will go along with the silly game of lies. And at my own suggestion, I will ask no questions While I do my thing in the background Just like all my favorite love songs - sitting as 2nd place in another's heart in silence. THIS VIDEO IS KILLING ME!! But all the time, all the time Ill know, Ill know Baby-i cant help you out, while shes still around Exactly what you think it is. The more you get your mind in the gutter about these lines, the worse this is. Or maybe the video is from a jilted lover? Perhaps this is a giant piece of ironic poetry. It's actually brilliant in that regard! Like putting a slide show of lolCats with an early Tool song. One that normally has all those stop animation things that creep me out. ... Wait... Why am I rationalizing this?!!! So for the time being, I'm being patient And amidst this bitterness If you'll just consider this-even if it don't make sense All the time-give it time The message here ladies: wait long enough and he'll come back to you. Or not. And then you'll die alone. And when the crowd becomes your burden And you've early closed your curtains, Ill wait by the backstage door While you try to find the lines to speak your mind And pry it open, hoping for an encore And if it gets too late, for me to wait For you to find you love me, and tell me so Its ok, don't need to say it. Paraphrase: If it gets too late for me to wait for you to find out that you love me, just let me know now. Actually, there's no need, because I know. (Hint, the answer isn't 'yes') The point of all this? PAY ATTENTION AT LEAST A LITTLE BIT!!! Help me out here.
