My Last Nerve - Exodus

I’m so irritated

Being kicked to the curb

Every time you open your mouth

You try to get in the last word

Those who live in glass houses

Should not be throwing stones

It all comes crashing down

You never left well enough alone

Seasons come and treasons go

The more you hear, the less you know

So undeserved, no purpose served

All you do is fray my last nerve

So many excuses

Always laying the blame

You’re always pointing the finger

Adding fuel to the flame

Another slander, another slur

Another hollow apology

So many verbal abuses

Believe your own mythology

Seasons come and treasons go

The more you hear, the less you know

So undeserved, no purpose served

All you do is fray my last nerve

I’ll never be your scapegoat

Quote unquote, your underling

Red light, left turn, you never learned

A crash fit for a king

Seasons come and treasons go

The more you hear, the less you know

So undeserved, no purpose served

All you do is fray my last nerve