Arrhythmia

I know you're in the thick of it, that's enough

As long as you stick with it long enough

You'll retire with sick days

Been in the thick of it, that's enough

As long as you stick with it long enough

You'll retire with sick days

And I hope you're better off than me

I don't think that's even possible

Catch my breath

Fight to the death

I need a minute, God, I need a minute to breathe

I need a minute, God, I need a minute

Catch my breath

Fight to the death

I need a minute, God, I need a minute to breathe

I need a minute, God, I need a minute to

I need a little sympathy, a little love

As long as you stick with me long enough

You're a celibate groupie

And I need a little sympathy, a little love

As long as you stick with me long enough

You crawl in and through me

And I hope you're better off than me

I don't think that's even possible

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to wait

I hope you're better off than me

I don't think that's even possible

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to way in

I ain't ready to wait

Catch my breath

Fight to the death

I need a minute, God, I need a minute to breathe

I need a minute, God, I need a minute to breathe