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A fine mess. SO fine.
a bop
She’s really messed up this place,
run her fingers through my life,
smudging my cups and my eyes,
makin’ me break my own promises
along with my plates,
tippin’ every balance just because!
That’s not a situation for a n-nervous boy.
Now I’m torn between joy and resentment--
who does she think she is?
I was happy in my sad little rut,
but nooooo then she showed up,
shattering all my solo plans,
snuffing out ALL my excuses,
excuses not to smile,
not to act the fool--
That’s not a situation for a n-nervous boy.
Every bone in me screams
“Don’t count your rolling stones
before they’re thrown at glass houses!”
But damn, it feels so good,
feels so right that it’s
worrisome not to worry.
That’s not a situation for a n-nervous boy.
a bop
She’s really messed up this place,
run her fingers through my life,
smudging my cups and my eyes,
makin’ me break my own promises
along with my plates,
tippin’ every balance just because!
That’s not a situation for a n-nervous boy.
Now I’m torn between joy and resentment--
who does she think she is?
I was happy in my sad little rut,
but nooooo then she showed up,
shattering all my solo plans,
snuffing out ALL my excuses,
excuses not to smile,
not to act the fool--
That’s not a situation for a n-nervous boy.
Every bone in me screams
“Don’t count your rolling stones
before they’re thrown at glass houses!”
But damn, it feels so good,
feels so right that it’s
worrisome not to worry.
That’s not a situation for a n-nervous boy.