I bite my lip, I'm too tightly strung.
Don't kiss me I've got an acid tongue.
You ask me why I feel so low.
If you don't know now then you'll never know.

And if you think that I just don't fit,
I'll burn that bridge when I come to it.

I'm still strung out and fading fast.
It's making me worse each time you ask.
I'm still strung out, don't let me down.
I'll catch you up next time around.

If things go wrong I'll keep it low key,
Uncomplicated and so easy.
Hanging out back behind the bars
I get so sick of these burnt out cars.

And if you think that I just don't fit,
I'll burn that bridge when I come to it.

I'm still strung out and fading fast.
It's making me worse each time you ask.
I'm still strung out, don't let me down.
I'll catch you up next time around.