Jane Wiedlin
Jane Wiedlin
Jane Wiedlin
Jane Wiedlin
Jane Wiedlin
Jane Wiedlin
Jane Wiedlin
Jane Wiedlin
Jane Wiedlin
Jane Wiedlin
Jane Wiedlin
I dreamed you brought in fuel for the fire
Must've been right 'cause it's getting hot
Stony silence into stormy battle
Anger is no weapon we can handle
I never dreamed I could get so mad
Must have stockpiled for this war with you
In the confusion signals mixed up
That's when we lose it and it blows up
We get petty and we get mean
When I want some quiet you wanna scream
I make you crazy but you make it worse
Sometimes you really get on my nerves
Sometimes you really get on my nerves
Every cup and saucer broken
Like the promises we've made
I refuse to talk about world problems
Until we make some peace at home
Why the hell do we get so mean
When I want some quiet you're ready to scream
I make you crazy but you make it worse
Sometimes you really get on my nerves
Sometimes you really get on my nerves, my nerves
I never dreamed I could get so mad
Well, it must have saved up for this war with you
In the confusion signals mix up
That's when we lose it and it all blows up
Why the hell do we get so mean
When you want some quiet I wanna scream
You make me crazy but I make it worse
Sometimes you really get on my nerves
Sometimes you really get on my nerves
We get petty then we get mean
When I want some quiet you're ready to scream
I make you crazy but you make it worse
Sometimes you really get on my nerves
Sometimes you really get on my nerves
Sometimes you really get on my nerves
Sometimes you really get on my nerves
Sometimes you really get on my nerves
Sometimes you really get on, get on my nerves