Wound Tight

I'm wound so tight my head could pop Never knew where to turn Never learned how to stop When the feeling hits I barely recognize how we got here We want the moon and the stars We get the smoke and the mirrors It's so, so clear That ain't the way that it works There's no peace of mind That ain't the way that it works Not at the present time That ain't the way that it works What a beautiful lie You've got your head in the ground With the blinds pulled down and the music loud When the morning comes you wake to find it was never real Was it all just a dream? Please tell me how I should feel, feel, feel That ain't the way that it works There's no peace of mind That ain't the way that it works Not at the present time That ain't the way that it works It don't feel so fine That ain't the way that it works Not at the present time That ain't the way that it works That ain't the way that it works (Works!) That ain't the way that it works (La la-la la la-la-la la, la la-la la la-la-la la La la-la la la-la-la la, la la-la la) That ain't the way that it works