10 years ago today Fiona Apple released her 4th album "The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do"!

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The lava of a volcano shot up hot from under the sea. One thing leads to another and you made an island of me

All that loving must've been lacking something if I got bored tryin' to figure you out. You let me down, I don't even like you anymore at all

Every single night's alight with my brain

It's all I'll do cause I'm not free, a fugitive too dull to flee. I'm amorous but out of reach, a still life drawing of a peach

Then we'll grow up, take our clothes off and you remind me that I wanted you to kiss me when we find some time alone

'Member when we argued o'er the concept of regret? You were an expert even then but not me, not yet

And if he wants her, he should get her, 'cause I think he thinks she's worth it. And maybe they'll move from the periphery, buy themselves their own plot of land. And I'll care in a different capacity, I'll just be hoping he makes a good family man

All that loving must've been lackin' something if I got bored tryin' to figure you out

Seek me out. Look at, look at, look at, look at me, I'm all the fishes in the sea

I'm a hot knife, I'm a hot knife, I'm a hot knife, he's a pat of butter. If I get a chance, I’m gonna show him that he’s never gonna need another, never need another

You'd like to captain a capsized ship, but I like watching you live

You made your major overtures when you were a sure and orotund mutt, and I was still a dewey petal rather than a moribund slut

That I'm what I try not to be, it's got to be somebody else's fault, I can't get caught

'Member how I asked you why are you so mean? You didn't know how to react to being seen

I don't wanna talk about anything, I don't wanna talk about, I don't wanna talk about anything

And I kept touching my neck to guide your eye to where I wanted you to kiss me when we find some time alone

Jonathan, call again, take me to Coney Island, take me on the train

And how could I listen without wanting to be with them. And how could I have thought that I was ever alone?

But you are such a super guy ’til the second you get a whiff of me. We are like a wishing well and a bolt of electricity