Wound Tight

Metz

I'm wound so tight my head could pop
Never knew where to turn
Never learned how to stop

When the feeling hits
I barely recognize how we got here
We want the moon and the stars
We get the smoke and the mirrors
It's so, so clear

That ain't the way that it works
There's no peace of mind
That ain't the way that it works
Not at the present time

That ain't the way that it works

What a beautiful lie
You've got your head in the ground
With the blinds pulled down and the music loud
When the morning comes you wake to find it was never real
Was it all just a dream?
Please tell me how I should feel, feel, feel

That ain't the way that it works
There's no peace of mind
That ain't the way that it works
Not at the present time
That ain't the way that it works
It don't feel so fine
That ain't the way that it works
Not at the present time

That ain't the way that it works

That ain't the way that it works
(Works!)
That ain't the way that it works
(La la-la la la-la-la la, la la-la la la-la-la la
La la-la la la-la-la la, la la-la la)
That ain't the way that it works