I Don't Mind It

I might lift the curse and

Fight you all the time

I might pinch the ends and

Throw you back in line

It s easy and generic

So I can mute the beat

And the only one left in

Is gonna be me

Cause I don t mind it

I don t wanna miss you

It s tight I can t unwind

I ll be blown to bits but

I don t really want to die

And you do me great service

When you call my bluff

I ll stay home for hours

But it s just never enough

I might beg your pardon

When the road is rude

And I might count the hours

And bend the wire to tune

Dissect drawing circles

Or spinning in my seat

When the coach is yelling

Running through the streets

Cause I don t mind it

I don t wanna miss you

It s tight I can t unwind

I ll be blown to bits but

I don t really want to die

And you do me great service

When you call my bluff

I ll stay home for hours

But it s just never enough