Sara Bareilles
"Basket Case"

One, two, three, four...

I don't want to
Talk about it to you
I'm not an open book
That you can rifle through
Cold hard truth that you'll see right to

I'm just a basket case without you

He's not a magic man
Or a perfect fit
He had a steady hand and I got used to it
And a glass cage heart and invited me in

Now I'm just a basket case without him

Begging for the truth
So I'm saying it to you
I've been saving your place
And what good does it do

Now I'm just a basket case
Now I'm just a basket case

I don't say much and it'll stay that way
You gotta steel train touch and I'm just the track you lay
So I'll stay right here, underneath you

I'm just a basket case and it's what we do

You're begging for the truth
So I'm saying it to you
I've been saving your place
And what good does it do

Now I'm just a basket case

Won't someone come on in and tug at my seams
Or send your armies in
Robbers and thieves
To steal the state I'm in
I don't want it anymore

You're begging for the truth
So I'm saying it to you
I've been saving your place
And what good does it do

Now I'm just a basket case
Now I'm just a basket case
Now I'm just a basket case
Now I'm just a basket case