I'm losing all my patience, I'm getting really scarednI worry all the time about everythingnI don't roll well with the punches, I'm no good at letting things ridenI try to loosen up, but I'd rather go and hidennWhy can't I let my hair downnMaybe relax and have some funnMaybe I could be myself againnIf it weren't for the stunnof Dangerous things, of Dangerous thingsnnI make myself uncomfortable when the situation's finenI try to grin and bear it cause the mess is in my mindnThe start of all my problems is right here inside my headnI let it take control of me I should fight back insteadnnI was always a conservative girl nNow I want to be boldnAvoiding troublesome roadsnNever wanted to seenThe unpredictable side of thingsnn