Babs Uvula Who Chords

F Verse C C C I've got a knack for fucking everything up. C My temper flies and I get myself all wound up. C My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high. C I lose control and l get myself all wound up. C Tension mounts and l fly off the wall. C l self-destruct and l get myself all wound up. C Petulance and irritation sets in. C I throw a tantrum and l get all wound up.

Chorus C My temper flies and I get myself all wound up. C I lose control and l get myself all wound up. C l self-destruct and l get myself all wound up. C I throw a tantrum and l get all wound up. Verse C Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back. C Stuck in a rut and l get myself all wound up. C Killed my composure and it will never come back. C Loss of control and l get myself all wound up. C Blown out of proportion again. C My temper snaps and l get all wound up. C Spontaneous combustion, panic attack. C I slipped a gear and l get myself all wound up.