Eggshells

Dodging dried vomit on the sidewalk as I walk
 Im singing some stupid song I heard on the radio
 Strolling down the most important street in Nashville
 Holding in my left hand the weak mans hammer
 I always keep an extra set of nails in case I break one
 But nothing ever seems to get broken in my world
 Thats just the problem with me these days
 Im walking on eggshells
 Nothing ever goes wrong and nothing ever goes right
 I dont know how to get help
 Im walking on eggshells
 And I cant feel a thing
 And nothing ever happens to me
 Nothing in this world it seems can sweep me off my feet
 Everythings amazing, but only in theory
 Someone help me cause Im losing it quietly
 Thats just the problem with me these days
 Im walking on eggshells
 Nothing ever goes wrong and nothing ever goes right
 I dont know how to get help
 And everything is perfect
 But nothing ever moves me
 Nothing ever goes wrong and nothing ever goes right
 Give me feathers or give me nails
 Im walking on eggshells
 You might be the one for me but I will never know
 I cant fall in love if Ive fallen asleep
 Will I ever wake up?
 Im walking on eggshells
 Nothing ever goes wrong and nothing ever goes right
 I dont know how to get help
 And everything is perfect
 But nothing ever moves me
 Nothing ever goes wrong and nothing ever goes right
 Give me feathers or give me nails
 Im walking on eggshells
 Give me feathers or give me nails
 Im walking on eggshells
 Everything is perfect
 I cant feel a thing
 Everything is perfect