You’re too nervous and edgy
I want to scream every time
You call my name
Your hide and seek
Eavesdropping
Tip toe to catch someone
Paranoia
Is out of control
My gut is in knots
Doing jumping jacks
As my eyes cut short
Your useless mindless gossip
And I know that
If I ask you to
Tell me something good
It will leave you speechless
So I guess its going to be
A quiet week