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 friend's true intentions 

Cut all ties 

I've been doing ten thousand pushups a day 

Plastic cube filled with pus that sits atop my supervisor's desk 

The feeling of ice on the inside of a 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 

When the days bring nothing new 

And the sound of laughter makes you sick 

And snide 

You know you've got the jitters 

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 

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 

They glows as they near 

Then disappear 

Like highway signs on a starless night 

And it's so hard to tell who's being fled 

And who's in flight