Fiona Apple

Oh, the periphery
They throw good parties there
Those peripheral idiots
Always have a bite to bear
Bear it, if you can
If you really want to
Go to the periphery
Have them celebrate your name
Have them forge you a pedigree, and then you'll be
Left to run the races, lame
Run it if you want
If you think it's worth it
But not with me
'Cause I don't appreciate
People who don't appreciate
All that loving must have been lacking something
If I got bored trying to figure you out
You let me down
I don't even like you anymore at all
Oh, the periphery
I lost another one there
He found a prettier girl than me
With a more even-tempered air
And if he wants her, he should get her
'Cause I think he thinks she's worth it