When I heard about Fiona Apple's second album, I was intrigued but not willing to shell out the 15 dollars to hear her whine for another 55 minutes about how messed up she thinks she is. But the rhythm of the album's first single, the near-brilliant "Fast as You Can," was captivating and its lyrics were beyond anything on MTV at the time: "My pretty mouth will frame the phrases that will disprove your faith in man." Like on her debut, Apple's creative lyrical prowess is showcased on tracks like "Get Gone" (in which she punches powerful one-liners like "Put away that meat you're selling") and the drum-fill-filled "Limp" ("You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun...It won't be long before you're lying limp in your own hand"). Fiona's pissed and it's very entertaining. On the other hand, the repetitive "On the Bound" sounds like one of the more listenable tracks from Scott Weiland's solo effort; "Love Ridden" is the closest to hope that we can possibly get from Apple ("I want your warm, but it will only make me colder when it's over"). "A Mistake" is just "Criminal" rewritten while "Paper Bag" demonstrates her immature self-loathing.