Nothing Hurts Worse

Every time I tune up this thing

I'm reminded of what it feels like to break a string

And my hand reacts like a wounded woman

And nothing hurts worse

Baby, be patient with me

Please don't get angry

If I can't stay

Oh I'd love to see you in the daylight

Before we book the chapel

Before I make you my wife

Every time I climb the riser to drum

I'm reminded of what a song writing failure I've become

And my pride reacts like a wounded woman

And nothing hurts worse

Guys, be patient with me

Please don't get angry

When I act that way

Oh I'd break some bottles and celebrate

The dreamer still in me

Is in a total ingrain

Every time I tune up this thing

I'm reminded of what it feels like to break a string

And my hand reacts like a wounded woman

And nothing hurts worse...