The blood on my hands rubs off on your fingers
You ask how I am but you know I can't stand this feeling
I don't like the sight of blood it makes me throw up
And I worry too much
Don't talk like that they'll think you've gone mad but they're not like us
Have my hand it can't be as bad as they made it look
At least keep pressure on cuts you're losing blood
You worry too much
The anaesthetic wears off tears burn like rust
I worry about us babe
As the tears roll off let's go and get lost
I worry about us but I worry too much
If we both go down I don't think you'll wanna stay
Just leave me to drown you said "not a chance mate
I know that times have been tough but I swear to God things will pick up and
You worry too much"
The anaesthetic wears off tears burn like rust
I worry about us babe
As the tears roll off let's go and get f*cked
I worry about us but I worry too much
I worry too much you think I worry too much
But I worry that I don't quite look good enough
I worry too much you think I worry too much
But the blood on my hand rubs off on your fingers
If I start panicking
My chest and my head start haggling
My heart begs for one last second but my head pushed forward no he won't let him
And he swore to God it's for your own good
Cos you worry too much