My Last Nerve کے بول

I'm so irritated Being kicked to the curb Every time you open your mouth Your try to get in the last word Those who live in glass houses Should not be throwing stones It all comes crashing down You never left well enough alone Seasons come And treasons go The more you hear The less you know So undeserved No purpose served All yo do is fray My last nerve So many excuses Always laying the blame You're always pointing the finger Adding fuel to the flame Another slander, another slur Another hollow apology So many verbal abuses Believe your own mythology I'll never be your scapegoat Quote unquote Your underling Red light, left turn, you never learned A crash fit for a king