Temper Temper - Envy On The Coast

Temper, temper

I never wanted to be

Temper, temper

I never wanted to be

Mr., Mr

I can’t hold it in

No…

Never, never

I had a feeling this would

Never, never

I had a feeling this would never leave

I’ve got a wick to burn my skin

So I bottled it up and kept the words to myself

And let the anger collect for a better day

When the words are aged

The war is waged

And you’ll watch me blow

I can be your powder keg

If you can be my fuse

Clever, clever

Give me a reason to be

Clever, clever

Give me a reason to be

Placing all my trust in your hands

No…

Never, never

Don’t even fuck with me

Never, never

I tell myself that I know

But I’ll never know more than your name

Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t worry doll

I only kill him in my sleep

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock at your door

You know I will send him out to sea