Vārdi: Relient K. Anatomy Of The Tongue In Cheek. Breakdown.

Oh, what a lousy excuse for a car
One mile to go, but I can't push it that far
I think I've had enough, I think I'm, I'm givin' up

Saved all my money to buy a new guitar
Then I got ripped off by the guy who fixed my car
I think I've had enough, I think I'm, I'm givin' up

Once again life's thrown me a curve
And it blew up right in my face
Once again life's rattled my nerves
Don't you see that I'm stuck in this place?

Once again life's thrown me a curve
And it blew up right in my face
Once again life's rattled my nerves
Don't you see that I'm stuck in this place?

All because you're giving me a
Breakdown, breakdown, oh breakdown, breakdown, oh
Breakdown, breakdown, oh breakdown, breakdown, oh
Breakdown, breakdown, oh breakdown, breakdown, oh
Breakdown, breakdown, oh breakdown, breakdown, oh

Stuck on the side of the road, emotional overload
Stuck on the side of the road, emotional overload
He'll seek and destroy, everything that I enjoy
But I won't be the one he takes down, no, I won't breakdown

You're giving me a
Breakdown, breakdown, oh breakdown, breakdown, oh
Breakdown, breakdown, oh breakdown, breakdown, oh
Breakdown, breakdown, oh breakdown, breakdown, oh

Breakdown, breakdown, oh breakdown, breakdown, oh
Breakdown, breakdown, oh breakdown, breakdown, oh
Breakdown, breakdown, oh breakdown, breakdown, oh