I think I'm that kind of fan
Always wants to be your friend
I'll see you at a record signing
Be shocked when we just shake hands
I think your songs are really good
I'm saying things you knew I would
Two days from now I'll be disaster
Feel so much worse than I should
My body's telling me I might be nervous
My body's telling me
My hands are shaking like a toy
Wound up and given to a boy
He plays with it until he's tired
Then climbs a tree and falls asleep
His mommy calls him down to eat
Separates the green and the meat
A plate that looks less like a war zone
The food groups calling out retreat
My body's telling me I might be nervous
My body's telling me
Wash your mouth out
You're a loser without a doubt
The hospitals all burnt down
And the doctor can't run out
My body's telling me I might be nervous
My body's telling me I might be nervous
My body's telling me I might be nervous
My body