Intro: A G A# C C C G A# C C C G A# Verse: C C C Iʼve got a knack for fucking everything up. G A# My temper flies and I get myself all wound up. C C C My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high. G A# I lose control and l get myself all wound up. C C C Tension mounts and l fly off the wall. G A# L self-destruct and l get myself all wound up. C C C Petulance and irritation sets in. G A# I throw a tantrum and l get all wound up. Chorus: C G A My temper flies and I get myself all wound up. C G A I lose control and l get myself all wound up. C G A L self-destruct and l get myself all wound up. C G A I throw a tantrum and l get all wound up. Verse: C C C Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back. G A# Stuck in a rut and l get myself all wound up. C C C Killed my composure and it will never come back. G A# Loss of control and l get myself all wound up. C C C Blown out of proportion again. G A# My temper snaps and l get all wound up. C C C Spontaneous combustion, panic attack. G A# I slipped a gear and l get myself all wound up.
