I might lift the curse and
Fight you all the time
I might pinch the ends and
Throw you back in line
It�s easy and generic
So I can mute the beat
And the only one left in
Is gonna be me
�cause I don�t mind it
I don�t wanna miss you
It�s tight I can�t unwind
I�ll be blown to bits but
I don�t really want to die
And you do me great service
When you call my bluff
I�ll stay home for hours
But it�s just never enough
I might beg your pardon
When the road is rude
And I might count the hours
And bend the wire to tune
Dissect drawing circles
Or spinning in my seat
When the coach is yelling
Running through the streets
�cause I don�t mind it
I don�t wanna miss you
It�s tight I can�t unwind
I�ll be blown to bits but
I don�t really want to die
And you do me great service
When you call my bluff
I�ll stay home for hours
But it�s just never enough
Fight you all the time
I might pinch the ends and
Throw you back in line
It�s easy and generic
So I can mute the beat
And the only one left in
Is gonna be me
�cause I don�t mind it
I don�t wanna miss you
It�s tight I can�t unwind
I�ll be blown to bits but
I don�t really want to die
And you do me great service
When you call my bluff
I�ll stay home for hours
But it�s just never enough
I might beg your pardon
When the road is rude
And I might count the hours
And bend the wire to tune
Dissect drawing circles
Or spinning in my seat
When the coach is yelling
Running through the streets
�cause I don�t mind it
I don�t wanna miss you
It�s tight I can�t unwind
I�ll be blown to bits but
I don�t really want to die
And you do me great service
When you call my bluff
I�ll stay home for hours
But it�s just never enough