Every time I tune up this thing I'm reminded of what it feels like to break a string And my hand reacts like a wounded woman And nothing hurts worse Baby, be patient with me Please don't get angry If I can't stay Oh I'd love to see you in the daylight Before we book the chapel Before I make you my wife Every time I climb the riser to drum I'm reminded of what a song writing failure I've become And my pride reacts like a wounded woman And nothing hurts worse Guys, be patient with me Please don't get angry When I act that way Oh I'd break some bottles and celebrate The dreamer still in me Is in a total ingrain Every time I tune up this thing I'm reminded of what it feels like to break a string And my hand reacts like a wounded woman And nothing hurts worse...