You say it's accidental, but it's on purpose It seems like you have too many special interests Quiver and quake, I'm paralyzed by your mistake I think you're not, not quite right Difficulty on top of difficulty On top of weak parts, false start, damaged downhill You said something between my hair I nearly met my end right there I've never been good at keeping secrets Cracked and broke You thought I choked Not now, not now Not anytime soon There's no telling, no telling Could happen to you Not today, not tomorrow, not Sunday at noon Not telling, not saying I might do to you