I Don't Mind It

I might lift the curse and
 Fight you all the time
 I might pinch the ends and
 Throw you back in line
 It? s easy and generic
 So I can mute the beat
 And the only one left in
 Is gonna be me
 ? cause I don? t mind it
 I don? t wanna miss you
 It? s tight I can? t unwind
 I? ll be blown to bits but
 I don? t really want to die
 And you do me great service
 When you call my bluff
 I? ll stay home for hours
 But it? s just never enough
 I might beg your pardon
 When the road is rude
 And I might count the hours
 And bend the wire to tune
 Dissect drawing circles
 Or spinning in my seat
 When the coach is yelling
 Running through the streets
 ? cause I don? t mind it
 I don? t wanna miss you
 It? s tight I can? t unwind
 I? ll be blown to bits but
 I don? t really want to die
 And you do me great service
 When you call my bluff
 I? ll stay home for hours
 But it? s just never enough