Shameika - Fiona Apple

I used to walk down the streets

On my way to school

Grinding my teeth to a rhythm invisible

I used my feet to crush dead leaves like they had fallen from trees

Just for me, just to be crash cymbals

In class, I’d pass the time

Drawing a slash for every time

The second hand went by a group of five

Done twelve times was a minute

But Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

I used to march down the windy, windy sidewalks

Slapping my leg with a riding crop

Thinking it made me come off so tough

I didn’t smile, because a smile always seemed rehearsed

I wasn’t afraid of the bullies, and that just made the bullies worse

In class, I’d pass the time

Drawing a slash for every time

The second hand went by a group of five

Done twelve times was a minute

But Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Hurricane Gloria in excelsis deo

That’s my bird in my tree

My dog and my man and my music is my holy trinity

Hurricane Gloria in excelsis deo

That’s my bird in my tree

My dog and my man and my music is my holy trinity

Tony told me he’d describe me as pissed off, funny, and warm

Sebastian said I’m a good man in a storm

Back then I didn’t know what potential meant

And Shameika wasn’t gentle and she wasn’t my friend but

She got through to me and I’ll never see her again

She got through to me and I’ll never see her again

I’m pissed off, funny, and warm

I’m a good man in a storm

And when the fall is torrential, I’ll recall

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Tony told me he’d describe me as pissed off, funny, and warm

Sebastian said I’m a good man in a storm

Back then I didn’t know what potential meant

But Shameika wasn’t gentle and she wasn’t my friend

But she got through to me and I’ll never see her again

She got through to me and I’ll never see her again

I’m pissed off, funny, and warm

I’m a good man in a storm

And when the fall is torrential, I’ll recall

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential

Shameika said I had potential