"Insomniac"
Bab's Uvula Who?

Intro:        
B  A  C 

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

D        A        B 
Chorus:        
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up.
D        A        B 
I lose control and l get myself all wound up.
D        A        B 
l self-destruct and l get myself all wound up.
D        A        B 
I throw a tantrum and l get all wound up.

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