Nerve

Oh this year feels so short
But the days are too long to report
And this gnawing, fucking
Scratch at the back of my mind
Says that I'm fine
That I'm fine

And I just feel stuck
Guess I'm home in this rut
Every time I feel low
I want you to know
But I don't want to get on your

Am I on your nerves?

I can't get ahold of myself
I never seem worth the help
And this gnawing, fucking
Scratch at the back of my mind
Says that I'm fine
I'm not fine

And I just feel stuck
Guess I'm home in this rut
Every time I feel low
I want you to know
But I don't want to get on your

I'd go get a cast for my broken leg
So why can't I do the same for my head?
I'd go get a cast for my broken leg
So why can't I do the same for my head?

And I just felt stuck
Home sweet home in that rut
Every time I felt low
I wanted to go
I just hope I didn't get on your

Am I on your nerves?
Am I on your nerves?
Am I on your nerves?

I might be okay
I don't want to fade away anymore
I might be okay
It feels good to feel today



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Biello
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