作词 : Fiona Apple
作曲 : Fiona Apple
I was staring at the sky just looking for a star
To pray on or wish on or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
But I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near so did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird but it was just a paper bag
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts but starving works when it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay wouldn't put his lips to mine
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, "Honey I don't feel so good, don't feel justified"
"Come on put a little love here in my void";
He said, "It's all in your head";
And I said, "So's everything," but he didn't get it
I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts but starving works when it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess that he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold because these hands are just too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts but starving works when it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh it kills
Because I know that I'm a mess that he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold because these hands are just too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts but starving it works when it costs too much to love