not wanted - We Were Promised Jetpacks

I aim so high, I fall on my backside

I get so weird, because I get scared

I act so strange, when I try and act my age

I’ve a problem wading, into other people’s business

Time and again I go where I’m not wanted

I slip away, when I’m tired of being brave

One slip of the tongue and it’s years of work undone

One slight of the hand and I’m making brand new plans

So I’m making brand new plans

It’s years of work undone

And there’s years of work to come

I’ve a problem wading, into other people’s business

Time and again I go where I’m not wanted

I’ve a problem wading, into other people’s business

Time and again I go where I’m not wanted

(Time and again I go where I’m not wanted)