Jealous - Operator Please

I stepped up

Got a hold on my pride

I stepped up

Got a hold on my pride

I do

But without luck

And a chip on the side

But without luck

I could’ve never retired

For you

It’s not just any other chore

I pushed and painted all this

It’s not just any other brawl

Well, maybe I’m a little bit jealous

I’ve gone and made a hard mistake

I’m trying to put the pieces of puzzle together

By forcing them into the wrong place

A papercut’s a perfect example

A tiny stab to sting like a stake

I wish these wings would take me to somewhere

So I can start a new life and name

I tripped up

Put it all in the spine

I fixed up

Got it all intertwined

Now you

But it’s all luck

And it took half the time

And it’s all luck

But I get so surprised

I do

It’s not just any other chore

I pushed and painted all this

It’s not just any other brawl

Well, maybe I’m a little bit jealous

I’ve gone and made a hard mistake

I’m trying to fit the pieces of puzzle together

By forcing them into the wrong place

A papercut’s a perfect example

A tiny stab to sting like a stake

I wish these wings would take me to somewhere

So I can start a new life and name

Well, maybe I’m a little bit jealous

I’ve gone and made a hard mistake

I’m trying to fit the pieces of puzzle together

By forcing them into the wrong place

A papercut’s a perfect example

A tiny stab to sting like a stake

I wish these wings would take me to somewhere

So I can start a new life and name