Relay lyrics - Fiona Apple

Evil is a relay sport

When the one who's burned

Turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport

When the one who's burned

Turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport

When the one who's burned

Turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport

When the one who's burned

Turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport

When the one who's burned

Turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport

When the one who's burned

Turns to pass the torch

I resent you for being raised right

I resent you for being tall

I resent you for never getting any opposition at all

I resent you for having each other

I resent you for being so sure

I resent you presenting your life like a fucking propaganda brochure

And I see that you keep trying to bait me

And I'd love to get up in your face

But I know if I hate you for hating me

I will have entered the endless race

Evil is a relay sport

When the one who's burned

Turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport

When the one who's burned

Turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport (Evil is)

When the one who's burned (Evil is)

Turns to pass the torch (Evil is a relay sport)

Evil is a relay sport (Evil is)

When the one who's burned (Evil is)

Turns to pass the torch (Evil is a relay sport)

I resent you for being raised right

I resent you for being tall

I resent you for never getting any opposition at all

I resent you for having each other

I resent you for being so sure

I resent you presenting your life like a fucking propaganda brochure

And I see that you keep trying to bait me

And I'd love to get up in your face

But I know it if I hate you for hating me

I will have entered the endless race

Evil is a relay sport

When the one who's burned

Turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport (Evil is)

When the one who's burned (Evil is)

Turns to pass the torch (Evil is a relay sport)

Evil is a relay sport (Evil is)

When the one who's burned (Evil is)

Turns to pass the torch (Hurt myself even more)

I'm sorry

Evil is a relay sport

When the one who's burned

Turns to pass the torch

Evil is a relay sport

When the one who's burned

Turns to pass the torch

Wipe it all away

Wipe it all away

I used to go to the Ferris wheel every morning

Just to throw my anger out the door