"Please, please, please
No more melodies
They lack impact, they're petty
They've been made up already
Please please please
No more maladies
I'm so tired of crying
You'd think I was a siren
But me and everybody's on the sad, same team
And You can hear our sad brains screaming:
Give us something familiar
Something similar
To what we know already
That will keep us steady
Steady,
Steady going nowhere"
- Fiona Apple, Please Please Please