The Dismemberment Plan
The Jitters
[Verse 1]
No one means what they say
And you can tell as clear as deep-sea fish
All internal organs and glowing eyes
I’ve been good, I’ve been busy
I’ve realized my friends' true intentions, cut all ties
I’ve been doing ten thousand push-ups a day
Plastic cube filled with pus
That sits atop my supervisor’s desk
The feeling of ice on the inside of the wrist
Always tired, need a nap
I have to make myself brush my teeth
I’ve made a list of everything I’ve ever owned

[Chorus]
When the days bring nothing new
And the sound of laughter makes you sick and snide
You know you’ve got
You've got the jitters

[Verse 2]
Nothing’s wrong, I’m just fine
I’ve realized I just don’t like jokes
I’m thinking of moving, I can’t call anyone back
You can tell every time they lean away
When you just want to talk
You couldn’t buy their interest now
Stolen cars in a heap
A naked body on the neighbor’s yard
[Chorus]
When they let you down on cue
When you give up way before you even try
You know you’ve got
You’ve got the jitters

[Outro]
They glow as they near
Then disappear like highway signs on a starless night
And it’s so hard to say who’s being fled
And who’s in flight