Fiona Apple - Left Alone Lyrics






You made your major overtures
When you were a sure and orotund mutt
And I was still a dewy petal
Rather than a moribund slut
My love wrecked you
You packed to twirl your skirt at the palace
It hurt more than it ought to hurt
I went to work to cultivate a callus

[Hook:]
And now I'm hard, too hard to know
I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
Tears calcify in my tummy
Fears go inside a bot-tle

How can I ask anyone to love me
When all I do is beg to be left alone?

Oh, when I try to love
I can love the same man in the same bed in the same city
But not in the same room, it's a pity, but
Oh, it never bothered me before
Not 'til this guy, what a guy, oh God what a good guy
And I can't even enjoy him

[Hook]

How can I ask anyone to love me
When all I do is beg to be left
When all I do is beg to be left
When all I do is beg to be left alone
Alone, alone

My ills are reticulate
My woes are granular
The ants weigh more than the elephants
Nothing, nothing is manageable
So, couldn't we skip the valedictories?
I can see a door there:
Shut it and forget my number

[Hook]

How can I ask anyone to love me
When all I do is beg to be left
When all I do is beg to be left
When all I do is beg to be left alone





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  1. A.... L....

    "Left Alone"

    You made your major overtures
    When you were a sure and orotund mutt
    And I was still a dewy petal
    Rather than a moribund slut
    My love wrecked you
    You packed to twirl your skirt at the palace
    It hurt more than it ought to hurt
    I went to work to cultivate a callus

    [Hook:]
    And now I'm hard, too hard to know
    I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears go inside a bot-tle

    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left alone?

    Oh, when I try to love
    I can love the same man in the same bed in the same city
    But not in the same room, it's a pity, but
    Oh, it never bothered me before
    Not 'til this guy, what a guy, oh God what a good guy
    And I can't even enjoy him

    [Hook]

    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left alone
    Alone, alone

    My ills are reticulate
    My woes are granular
    The ants weigh more than the elephants
    Nothing, nothing is manageable
    So, couldn't we skip the valedictories?
    I can see a door there:
    Shut it and forget my number

    [Hook]

    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left alone

  2. A.... B....

    This and Every Single Night encapsulates how Fiona’s brain functions

    A.... B....

    Adagio Breeze and mine...

  3. S.... G....

    You made your major overtures
    When you were a sure and orotund mutt
    And I was still a dewy petal
    Rather than a moribund slut
    My love wrecked you
    You packed to twirl your skirt at the palace
    It hurt more than it ought to hurt
    I went to work to cultivate a callus

    [Hook:]
    And now I'm hard, too hard to know
    I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears go inside a bot-tle

    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left alone?

    Oh, when I try to love
    I can love the same man in the same bed in the same city
    But not in the same room, it's a pity, but
    Oh, it never bothered me before
    Not 'til this guy, what a guy, oh God what a good guy
    And I can't even enjoy him

    [Hook]

    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left alone
    Alone, alone

    My ills are reticulate
    My woes are granular
    The ants weigh more than the elephants
    Nothing, nothing is manageable
    So, couldn't we skip the valedictories?
    I can see a door there:
    Shut it and forget my number

    [Hook]

    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left alone

  4. J.... O....

    Oh, yep. Exactly. Ty as always. Bless.

  5. k.... ,....

    Fina Apple- Left Alone
    You made your, made your overtures
    When you were a chauven'd over-toned mutt
    And I was still a dewy petal
    Rather than a moribund slut
    My love wrecked you
    You're back to twirl your skirt at the palace
    It hurt more than it ought to hurt
    I went to work to cultivate a callous
    And now I'm hot, too hot and oh
    I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears go inside the bottle
    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left alone
    Oh and I tried to love
    And I can love the same man and the same bed and the same city
    But not in the same room it's a pity but oh
    It never bothered me before
    Not 'til this guy
    What a guy
    Oh, God, what a good guy
    And I can't even enjoy him
    'Cause I'm hard, too hard to know
    I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears go inside the bottle
    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    Alone
    Alone
    Alone
    My ills are articulate
    My woes are granular
    The ants weigh more than the elephants
    Nothing, nothing is manageable
    So couldn't we skip the valedictories
    I can see your door there
    Shut it and forget my number
    'Cause I'm hard, too hard to know
    Oh I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears go inside the bottle
    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left alone

  6. L.... ....

    Lyrics

    You made your
    Major overtures
    When you were a 
    Sure and orotund mutt
    And I was still a dewy petal
    Rather than a moribund slut
    My love wrecked you
    You packed to twirl 
    Your skirt at the palace
    It hurt more than 
    It ought to hurt
    I went to work to 
    Cultivate a callus

    And now I'm hard, 
    Too hard to know
    I don't cry when 
    I'm sad anymore, 
    No no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears coincide with the tow

    How can I ask 
    Anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg 
    To be left alone?

    Oh, 
    When I try to love
    I can love the same man 
    In the same bed 
    In the same city
    But
    Not in the same room, 
    It's a pity,
    But
    Oh, 
    It never bothered me before
    Not till this guy, 
    What a guy, 
    Oh God 
    What a good guy
    And I can't even enjoy him

    Cause 
    I'm hard, 
    Too hard to know
    I don't cry when 
    I'm sad anymore, 
    No no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears coincide with the tow

    How can I ask 
    Anyone to love me
    When all I do is 
    Beg to be left
    When all I do is 
    Beg to be left
    When all I do is 
    Beg to be left
    Alone
    Alone
    Alone

    My ills are reticulate
    My woes are granular
    The ants weigh more 
    Than the elephants
    Nothing, 
    Nothing is manageable
    So couldn't we skip 
    The valedictories?
    I can see a the door there
    Shut it and forget my number

    Cause 
    I'm hard, 
    Too hard to know
    I don't cry when 
    I'm sad anymore, 
    No no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears coincide with the tow

    How can I ask
    Anyone to love me
    When all I do is
    Beg to be left
    When all I do is
    Beg to be left
    When all I do is
    Beg to be left alone?

  7. R.... M....

    You made your, made your overtures
    When you were a chauven'd over-toned mutt
    And I was still a dewy petal
    Rather than a moribund slut
    My love wrecked you
    You're back to twirl your skirt at the palace
    It hurt more than it ought to hurt
    I went to work to cultivate a callous
    And now I'm hot, too hot and oh
    I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears go inside the bottle
    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left alone
    Oh and I tried to love
    And I can love the same man and the same bed and the same city
    But not in the same room it's a pity but oh
    It never bothered me before
    Not 'til this guy
    What a guy
    Oh, God, what a good guy
    And I can't even enjoy him
    'Cause I'm hard, too hard to know
    I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears go inside the bottle
    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    Alone
    Alone
    Alone
    My ills are articulate
    My woes are granular
    The ants weigh more than the elephants
    Nothing, nothing is manageable
    So couldn't we skip the valedictories
    I can see your door there
    Shut it and forget my number
    'Cause I'm hard, too hard to know
    Oh I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears go inside the bottle
    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left alone
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  8. R.... W....

    So Awesome! What pipes! X

  9. m.... ....

    404 wig not found 🤧

  10. J.... B....

    Sheer genus this piano is possessed and now so is your dynamic membrane and its happy.

    J.... B....

    No I typed tympanic not dynamic membrane on my comment

  11. P.... S....

    I am blown away by this woman...

  12. F.... M....

    Undertones of Nina Simone, Ella Fitzgerald and laura Nyro... yes.

  13. F.... M....

    The 2:58 moment reminds me of Laura Nyro...amazing.

  14. 1.... c....

    what a fuccin pure genius. I didn't listen this for a long time and now I remember how much I love it

  15. S.... K....

    This album is so underrated and so unusual kind of music I will ever hear in my lifetime. No one does music like Fiona does. Truly unappreciated. I use to not like this album because to me it was very strange and so different then her previous albums.

    I would be honest afraid to show my friends her latest album. I just know there is people out there who would right away hate on this album so much because it's unusual style.

    For me I didn't like it at first but wasn't saying oh god I hate it. Just wasn't too crazy about the sound at first but thought it was very interesting then I fell in love with this unusual sound of hers. Fiona is the real thing. I didn't love it right away. But I learned to appreciate this new sound of Fiona's music and now I think it's very interesting and man I can't tell you Fiona is a damn legendary songwriter.

    To bad people hate this album right away and didn't give it time to sink in to appreciate it. I know I did.

  16. S.... ....

    She used to be extraordinarily beautiful. I love her still.

    S.... ....

    She still is. She's much healthier now if you look at her performances from last year.

  17. U.... M....

    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
    My love wrecked you
    You packed to twirl your skirt at the palace
    It hurt more than it ought to hurt
    I went to work to cultivate a callus

    [Pre-Chorus]
    And now I'm hard, too hard to know
    I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears coincide with the tow

    [Chorus]
    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left alone?

    [Verse 2]
    Oh, when I try to love
    I can love the same man in the same bed in the same city
    But not in the same room, it's a pity, but
    Oh, it never bothered me before
    Not 'til this guy, what a guy, oh God what a good guy
    And I can't even enjoy him

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Cause I'm hard, too hard to know
    I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears coincide with the tow

    [Chorus]
    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    Alone
    Alone
    Alone

    [Verse 3]
    My ills are reticulate
    My woes are granular
    The ants weigh more than the elephants
    Nothing, nothing is manageable
    So couldn't we skip the valedictories?
    I can see a the door there
    Shut it and forget my number

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Cause I'm hard, too hard to know
    I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears coincide with the tow

    [Chorus]
    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left
    When all I do is beg to be left alone?

  18. a.... h....

    she literally put her heart and soul into this song RESPECT A GAY ICON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  19. J.... W....

    I hope God sends you someone to love, that loves you back:)

  20. J.... W....

    It is not your fault.It is not your fault.  It's not your fault Fiona!!!!!

  21. S.... V....

    that piano is way jazzy, almost waiting for some horn section to wail out in the background... :)

  22. b.... b....

    I love how she's going slowly and slowly crazier.

  23. U.... S....

    What an amazingly talented versatile artist,never even heard of her until today would you believe.

  24. m.... m....

    Where the fuck has the the music video gone?

  25. F.... F....

    can someone explain what the lyrics "My ills are reticulate" mean please ? sorry, english is not my first language

    F.... F....

    Her troubles are too numerous and complicated to get a handle of.

  26. S.... S....

    loved her for like 10+ years

  27. M.... ....

    I can't get over how good this is. The woman is a goddamned genius.

  28. n.... ....

    You made your, made your overtures
    When you were a chauven'd over-toned mutt
    And I was still a dewy petal
    Rather than a moribund slut

    My love wrecked you
    You're back to twirl your skirt at the palace
    It hurt more than it ought to hurt
    I went to work to cultivate a callous

    And now I'm hot, too hot and oh
    I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
    Tears calcify in my tummy
    Fears go inside the bottle
    How can I ask anyone to love me
    When all I do is beg to be left alone

    Oh and I tried to love
    And I can love the same man and the same bed and the same city
    But not in the same room it's a pity but oh
    It never bothered me before
    Not 'til this guy
    What a guy
    Oh, God, what a good guy
    And I can't even enjoy him
    'Cause I'm hard, too hard to know

  29. a.... ....

    I dont cry when I'm sad anymore

  30. K.... F....

    "How can I ask anyone to love me when all I do is beg to be left alone?" That lyric is my life in a nutshell. I love songs like this that make me feel a little less alone in the world.

  31. k.... p....

    I love all her albums ... Even Tidal ... But The Idler Wheel is hands down my favorite work ...

    k.... p....

    kevin patrick she's one of those rare artists with no bad work

  32. R.... C....

    I really want to love this album as much as I do the first two, but the use of the piano exclusively (seemingly) as a percussive instrument - yes, I know technically it is - is making it a high hurdle for me.

    R.... C....

    +Rick Callahan just don't like it then. I think this is obviously the most mature and visceral work I've heard her do. Percussion isn't dirty word in my lexicon. I think previously she was being perversely clever while then also poignant and trying to both show and find who she is-- she was a minor when she wrote Criminal. That whole work is the work of a brilliant child.

    This is how adults feel with adult life problems. It doesn't get lyrical and whimsical, broham, it gets murky and painful. Maybe it'll come round to you in time. Music does that.

    R.... C....

    +JayLeePoe God, what a pompous and pretentious response.

  33. G.... Q....

    she was made for me IF she likes gay smut peddlers who are really into cagefighters,... can she make tunafish salad at least?-------francolini hitlure, us, trained  THINKTATOR DEL OESTE SAN DIEGO DEAN

  34. l.... a....

    i'm fiona apple's actual huzz

  35. T.... T....

    If you don't know what a masterpiece sounds like, this is it.

    T.... T....

    +Thadeus Thorin I LOVE IT SO MUCH

  36. A.... J....

    The music sounds like rain.

    A.... J....

    And not just any rain! That out of control rain where you're like, "Shit, is my house okay?"

  37. A.... C....

    Love Fiona.

    (ever since 95 or 96)

  38. t.... m....

    My ills are reticulate
    My woes are granular
    The ants weigh more than the elephants 

    t.... m....

    travis mccullers
    wasn't she like 16 when she wrote this... what a legend

    t.... m....

    Guadalupe Rangel no she wasn't. More between 33 and 35

  39. T.... A....

    One of the best and most versatile/creative female singers in the business.

    T.... A....

    You aint wrong mi amigo. Love this broad...

    T.... A....

    I agree

  40. R.... N....

    Anne Sexton and Sylvia Plath would have been jealous of Fiona.

    R.... N....

    +Paul D the problem comparing masters through time is that there influence becomes inescapable. As newton said if I have seen further than others it is by standing on the shoulders of those that came before me.

    R.... N....

    +Paul D Because of their confessional poetry

    R.... N....

    Paul D I did a report on Sexton in middle school or high school.

    R.... N....

    Fiona is indeed amazing, but. . .ahahahahaha, like Plath has any peers. . .good one.

    R.... N....

    I stand corrected, after a couple months of an actively listening binge on her last two albums. . .and yeah, Plath indeed does now have a peer. Fo shizzle

  41. S.... ....

    Also may I please note that unlike most female musicians of this day, her lyrics evolve past the puppy sexuality of exploited young artists and the egos that they suckled while allowing themselves to be exploited.

    S.... ....

    SmashBox73 Those Bitches

  42. S.... ....

    If art is art and music is music she is a singer and her voice is the all.

  43. D.... M....

    Fiona Apple sempre sabe das coisas... (L)

  44. L.... B....

    great song

  45. E.... P....

    "The ants weigh more than the elephants"

  46. a.... ....

    2:58 - _bliss..._

  47. R.... H....

    ONE OF THE BEST ALBUMS I'VE HEARD TO DATE! Fiona Apple "The Idler Wheel is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw..." 2012

  48. M.... T....

    Adore the beginning, the transitions, the beat, lyrics- just love! Do-do-dut-doo! 🎶How do I get it out of my head once it's in?
    I wish I played/were skilled re: piano. Damn me. I can try... Right?

    M.... T....

    Is not really a difficult piece to play, I got the half of the song by hearing but it comes difficult to get every note when she starts the "too hard to know" part, really great composition though.

  49. A.... C....

    Amazing song, fiona is a diva

  50. J.... R....

    I want to listen to it more and more and the more I listen to this the more I adore it

  51. D.... F....

    Miley Cyrus and lady ga ga...and even katty Perry....could never think for one tenth of a second being this talented.....but yet!!!!! Only 129,000 views...for fiona.....Miley is trying to sell her fucked up mind and her boy looking body to the world..and she Is winning.....Miley Cyrus had talent....she even had hair...now Miley is a 20 year old porn music video superstar......IM SO GLAD FIONA APPLE IS WHO SHE IS...FIONA IS A CLASS ACT!!!...FIONA IS FOR REAL!!!....FIONA IS ALL NATURAL!!!...FIONA IS .....FIONA APPLE.

  52. W.... S....

    You're right.

  53. N.... J....

    Hey no hate! Oh fuck who am I kidding you're 100% right ;)

  54. Q.... ....

    Oh, when I try to love
    I can love the same man in the same bed in the same city
    But not in the same room
    (the story of my life).

  55. E.... C....

    I agree with all here...Fiona is the best!

  56. A.... C....

    This makes me feel crazy...In a good way.

  57. C.... D....

    Yeah, well

  58. E.... L....

    love it!

  59. s.... r....

    I don't like this, I love it. This is not just fine, this is perfection.

  60. l.... ....

    I have to admit. I just discovered Fiona Apple through this song and I really regret what I could have listened to in my younger days.

  61. A.... K....

    Goddamn. That is brilliant.

  62. R.... W....

    "How can I ask anyone to love me when all I do is beg to be left alone?" - Beautiful.

  63. D.... S....

    Well, and interesting song. She talks of her failures in alot of her music, it's better music though due to it's lyrics and content. I wonder what her life is like.... what she had done in her life right or wrong. Much of her music, talks about this (any effect I have had, unknown or not).

  64. K.... J....

    how can I ask anyone to love me when all I do is beg to be left alone...

  65. t.... ....

    This album is too good. Not a single bad song to be found.

  66. S.... ....

    Music and poetry are both forms of art.

  67. j.... c....

    Could be the best song she's ever written.

  68. M.... ....

    Amazingly creative! LONG time fan/LIFETIME fan! <----

  69. M.... ....

    wholeheartedly agree!

  70. S.... C....

    What the hell are you getting at?

  71. N.... C....

    so great to hear in this times an artist that keeps true to himself like Fiona Apple

  72. L.... W....

    "How can i ask anyone to love me when all i do is beg to be left alone" my feelings exactly! thanks fiona<3

  73. m.... ....

    I love this entire album start to finish- just like all her others, its so masterfully done, they flow from one song to the next. Just when you think it couldn't get any better, it always does. She's that good & ahead of her time. No other artist is quite like her-totally original with her chords, rhythms,everything.Amazing artist who never disappoints.

  74. P.... W....

    do you not like the women in your life? :)

  75. P.... W....

    hey everyone fioa is a great eartis.

  76. K.... I....

    "I DON'T CRY WHEN I'M SAD ANYMORE!" In my opinion, the most heartbreaking part of the song. So naturally, it's my favorite part. <3

  77. p.... ....

    Fiona Apple has gotten me through severe bouts of depression ever since I was a teenager.

    I owe this woman my life.

  78. w.... ....

    I won't know, I can't go :(

  79. A.... M....

    Yay!shes back just in time to save my ears from the katy perry and nicki minaj's of the world!

  80. A.... L....

    So her concert should be amazing?
    Right?

  81. w.... ....

    Probably my favorite on the album.

  82. t.... b....

    this song is kind of hypnotize me!!! love it!!

  83. C.... D....

    why I have the same problem as Ms Fiona....

  84. L.... S....

    Happy birthday Fiona :D

  85. D.... Y....

    I just love her. She's one the most interesting musical artists I've heard - incredibly gifted. She's like Thelonius Monk, only much more physically attractive.:-). I can't think of anyone who could command more attention, today, in a performance than this woman.

  86. A.... M....

    YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, I think I just gone wrong in my head and I like it, cannot stop listening

  87. l.... ....

    Oh humans. We love to complicate what's simple.

  88. 3.... ....

    Beautiful shots those are

  89. C.... B....

    This song is so perfect that it's ridiculous.

  90. L.... B....

    Well theres something called Google.

  91. s.... ....

    where can i get that picture at 3:50

  92. M.... A....

    Do we seriously imagine any other artist trying to do a cover or performing this song? dont even try!!!

  93. D.... C....

    "...when all I do is beg to be left alone?"

  94. G.... P....

    It's sad, but I relate to this song more than I'd like to, too. I mean, it's not how love was ever meant to be, is it? Stentorian weighs heavily on free and true love's authority; but I'm a shallow one at that. And not brave neither; and I don't even glow. Yet the power of equality (every being inc) how it ought to be, has me leaning towards the Guardians of the Forest of Life. Love freely, in mutually chosen friendships rather than partner in possessive and jealously guarded dominions equals <3

  95. t.... ....

    This song makes my heart beat so fast, it's insane. And then it makes it slow down during the "all I do is beg to be left alone" parts. This song is a fucking rollercoaster, it's amazing & raw & painful & at the same time, so wonderful and truthful

  96. 0.... ....

    THIS. This whole song is basically me <3

  97. C.... P....

    I don't cry when I'm sad anymore... Seriously - hardly any artist writes like this anymore.
    How can I ask anyone to love me, when all I do is beg to be loved?

  98. K.... P....

    I went 2 work 2 cultivate a callouse ...