pardon
me for my lack of excitement but i'm not entirely
thrilled stutter
when i talk flail around as i walk yeah the moments been
killed and
i'm not good at this no not at all i'm not good at
this i'm a
wreck and i know it and i tend to show it every chance that
i get butterflies
in disguise they just fly on by yeah they're making me
sick they don't
flutter about i'd do without all they do is
kick
mean it truly
sincere heart
why do you do this to me?
tear me apart