Pressure

I am angry all the time

No one's fault but mine

Tell me how you fashion kind when you're out of style

And I try hard to answer all the questions that you've posed

Tell me now, how should I care when I feel so alone and so unloved?

And the pressure is rising, I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you

The pressure is rising, I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you, you

You come home real late at night

Ripe to pick a fight

I know just the kind you like

So come on and bite

And I try hard to answer all the punches that you throw

Tell me now, how should I fare

When I feel so unloved and so alone?

And the pressure is rising, I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you

The pressure is rising, I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you, you

The pressure is rising

I've been compromising for you

I'm waiting at the bus stop in the morning, and it's pouring

I am waiting at the bus stop for you

Staring at walls with closed doors, the key that won't work

Sure helps the time pass by saying

I'm wrong when I'm wrong and knowing it's the right thing

Sure helps the thoughts in my mind

Staring at walls with closed doors, the key that won't work

Sure helps the time pass by saying

I'm wrong when I'm wrong and knowing it's the right thing

Sure helps the thoughts in my mind

And the pressure is rising, I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you, you

The pressure is rising, I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you, you, you

I'm waiting at the bus stop in the morning, and it's pouring

I'm waiting at the bus stop in the morning, and it's pouring

I am waiting at the bus stop for you