Who knew the greatest food in the world grew
Above my head each morning, and fell at my feet each night
Take a bite, bite, take a bite
Take a bite, bite, take a bite
How come nobody told me that I should climb the trees?
How come nobody told me apples were good for me?
Instead I grew bitter, eating sweet clementines
While inside I withered, shrinking from the rind
She knew, the goddess of the apples knew what I should do
She knew, the goddess of the apples knew what I should do
Take a bite, bite, take a bite
Take a bite, bite, take a bite
At night we gathered, feeling rotten straight to our cores
Screaming our grievances to the great outdoors
I (bawled/balled) my frustrations right into an angry fist
And I launched an apple into the darkness
She knew, the goddess of the apples knew what I should do
She knew, the goddess of the apples knew what I should do
Take a bite, bite, take a bite
Take a bite, bite, take a bite