Understatement Lyrics - Sticks And Stones - New Found Glory

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 wire 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 

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But you're getting worse 

I swear it 

It's hard to prove you're an understatement 

You're getting worse and I know 

That 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 

You'll lose it in the end 

I'll wire 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 

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But you're getting worse 

I swear it 

It's hard to prove you're an understatement 

But you're getting worse and I know 

That you'll be calling, calling, calling me again 

I can't help how I feel 

No I can't help how I feel 

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