Lyrics:

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'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

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

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