Nails

I bite my nails too much
 I worry 'bout the air around me
 I write notes to myself
 And leave them stuck 'til they turn yellow
 Sometimes you think I like to suffer
 I'm no martyr
 Sometimes you think I will explode
 If you didn't know me better
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 I rearrange my room
 I think the change can make me happy
 But, still, I fill my head
 With catastrophes that never happened
 Sometimes you think I like to suffer
 I'm no martyr
 Sometimes you think I will explode
 If you didn't know me better
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 I spend too much of my free time
 On nagging questions, cluttering
 I feel too much
 What should I do?
 What's not expected of me?
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 I bite my nails too much
 I worry 'bout the air around me
 And I send apologies
 When, really, they should send them to me
 And sometimes you think I like to suffer
 But I'm no martyr
 Sometimes you think I will explode
 If you didn't know me better
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 If you didn't know me better
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 Know me better