Bab's Uvula Who?

I've got a knack for fucking everything up

My temper flies, and I get myself all wound up

My fuse is short, and my blood pressure is high

I lose control, and I get myself all wound up

Tension mounts, and I fly off the wall

I self-destruct, and I get myself all wound up

Petulance and irritation set in

I throw a tantrum, and I get myself all wound up

What can I say? I'm 'fraid I'm all wound up

What can I say? I'm 'fraid I'm all wound up

Loss of control, and I'm all wound up

I lose myself, and I'm all wound up, shuh!

Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back

Stuck in a rut, and I get myself all wound up

Killed my composure, it'll never come back

Loss of control, and I get myself all wound up

Blown out of proportion again

My temper snaps, and I get myself all wound up

Spontaneous combustion, panic attack

I slipped a gear, and I get myself all wound up

I lose myself, and I'm all wound up

Well I'm afraid now that I'm all wound up

I hate myself, and I'm all wound up

I like myself, and I'm all wound up, shuh!

I've got a knack for fucking everything up

My temper flies, and I get myself all wound up

My fuse is short, and my blood pressure is high

I lose control, and I get myself all wound up

Tension mounts, and I fly off the wall

I'm on the run, and I get myself all wound up

Petulance and irritation set in

I throw a tantrum, and I get myself all wound up

I lose myself, and I'm all wound up

Loss of control, and I'm all wound up

Panic attack, and I'm all wound up

What can I say? I'm 'fraid I'm all wound up

Shuh!