Tymps (The Sick in the Head Song)

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This song is about trying to get over a former lover to no avail. Fiona Apple wonders throughout the song whether her constant returning to this toxic relationship is a… Read More

Sep. 30, 20051 viewer30.3K views

Tymps (The Sick in the Head Song) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Those boon times went bust, my feet of clay, they dried to dust
The red isn't the red we painted, it's just rust
And that signature thing that used to bring a following
I have trouble now even remembering

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
I knew that 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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 3]
Those boon times went bust, my feet of clay, they dried to dust
The red isn't the red we painted, it's just rust
And that signature thing that used to bring a following
I have trouble now even remembering

[Modified Chorus]
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

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This song is about trying to get over a former lover to no avail. Fiona Apple wonders throughout the song whether her constant returning to this toxic relationship is a result of insanity or just real love (she hopes it’s the latter).

The lyrics are rather dark (e.g. “I might be so sick in the head I need to be bled dry to quit”), and especially moving in juxtaposition with the upbeat, almost cheerful melody.