I'm sick of smiling and so is my jaw
Can't you see my front is crumbling down?
I'm sick of being someone I'm not
Please get me out of this slump

I'm sick of clapping
When I know I can do it better for myself
I'm sick of waiting
Sick of all these words that will never matter

I wired these nerves together
Hoping for a chance to think on time
And I'm tracing over your letter to see
If your intentions are as good as mine

But you're getting worse, I swear it
It's hard to prove you're an understatement
You're getting worse and I know
You'll be calling, calling, calling me again

I'm done with everything that had to do with you
Don't worry, your pictures are already burned
I'm done with new friends, don't sell yourself short
Your a person in the end

I wired these nerves together
Hoping for a chance to think on time
And I'm tracing over your letter to see
If your intentions are as good as mine

But you're getting worse, I swear it
It's hard to prove you're an understatement
You're getting worse and I know
You'll be calling, calling, calling me again, go

I can't help how I feel
No, I can't help how I feel
***k you

But you're getting worse, I swear it
It's hard to prove you're an understatement
You're getting worse and I know
You'll be calling, calling, calling me again
Calling me again, calling me again

But you're getting worse, I swear it
It's hard to prove you're an understatement
You're getting worse and I know
You'll be calling, calling, calling me again