[00:00.000] 作曲 : Travis Morrison/Eric Axelson/Joseph Easley/Jason Caddell
[00:52.408] No one means what they say
[00:54.844] And you can tell as clear as deep-sea fish
[01:00.076] All internal organs and glowing eyes
[01:05.314] I've been good, I've been busy
[01:07.777] I've realized my friend's true intentions
[01:11.128] Cut all ties
[01:14.963] I've been doing ten thousand pushups a day
[01:18.127] Plastic cube filled with pus that sits atop my supervisor's desk
[01:25.963] The feeling of ice on the inside of a wrist
[01:31.032] Always tired, need a nap
[01:33.272] I have to make myself brush my teeth
[01:38.957] I've made a list of everything I've ever owned
[01:44.216] When the days bring nothing new
[01:48.605] And the sound of laughter makes you sick
[01:52.812] And snide
[01:54.728] You know you've got the jitters
[02:44.170] Nothing's wrong, I'm just fine
[02:46.444] I've realized I just don't like jokes
[02:51.264] I'm thinking of moving I can't call anyone back
[02:56.826] You can tell every time they lean away
[03:00.688] When you just want to talk
[03:05.037] You couldn't buy their interest now
[03:09.782] Stolen cars in a heap
[03:12.143] A naked body on the neighbor's yard
[03:16.100] When they let you down on cue
[03:21.015] When you give up way before you even try
[03:26.883] You know you've got
[03:31.919] You've got the jitters
[03:42.835] They glows as they near
[03:45.236] Then disappear
[03:47.297] Like highway signs on a starless night
[03:55.074] And it's so hard to say who's being fled
[03:59.464] And who's in flight

作曲 : Travis Morrison/Eric Axelson/Joseph Easley/Jason Caddell
No one means what they say
And you can tell as clear as deep-sea fish
All internal organs and glowing eyes
I've been good, I've been busy
I've realized my friend's true intentions
Cut all ties
I've been doing ten thousand pushups a day
Plastic cube filled with pus that sits atop my supervisor's desk
The feeling of ice on the inside of a wrist
Always tired, need a nap
I have to make myself brush my teeth
I've made a list of everything I've ever owned
When the days bring nothing new
And the sound of laughter makes you sick
And snide
You know you've got the jitters
Nothing's wrong, I'm just fine
I've realized I just don't like jokes
I'm thinking of moving I can't call anyone back
You can tell every time they lean away
When you just want to talk
You couldn't buy their interest now
Stolen cars in a heap
A naked body on the neighbor's yard
When they let you down on cue
When you give up way before you even try
You know you've got
You've got the jitters
They glows as they near
Then disappear
Like highway signs on a starless night
And it's so hard to say who's being fled
And who's in flight