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