Nervous

Nervous - Sodastream

Seated by the window don't you know

Don't you know you make me nervous

Though the fire outside is making me

Feel kind of strange

We'll sit in the dark talk of purpose and all the

Wishes around our bed

Though the lines are down

I think this is coming to an end

Been living too long under sunny posts

I had a record

And the record shows

And the chorus blows a certain share

In the dark of a tuesday night

I had a reason to listen

To what was said

And the record shows that

My heart was thrown against the stair

We had a punishing lesson

And the chips they fell on you

Oh what a comical blessing

Now there's sadness in my shoes

Now there's sadness in my shoes