Letra de Um, I Mean, It’s Kind of a Lot - Will Wood

I'm afraid of leaving my house

I'm afraid of dying of cancer

I'm afraid of black Sedans, white vans, and computers

I'm afraid of losing my mind

I'm afraid of windows and airplanes

I'm afraid of my past, my fans, and my future

But I've never been afraid of no one breaking my heart

It's not like I'm 'bout to fall and cut my throat on the shards

And I'm afraid of damn near everything

All my life's a panic trip, a rocketship to planet schizoid

Hold me like a tourniquet, and I'll you, like an iron maiden

I've grown used to fear

But no, not to you yet, my dear

Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death

I'm not used to this, how did it happen, baby?

Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death

The other half, I guess I'm giving to you

Oh, baby

Oh, I'm afraid that you'll change your mind

I'm afraid there's somebody better

I'm afraid of four-letter words, like "love", "for", and "ever"

(Or whatever)

And I'm afraid you'll notice all my flaws

I'm afraid you already have, obviously

And I'm afraid I'll come on too strong, hold you too tight, and scare you too

But I never been afraid to wear my heart on my sleeve

At least to prove I'm weak, and if you cut me, I'll bleed

Oh, could you be the light my X-rays need?

All my life's a Duchovny role

Oh, Gillian, you won't believe this

Spit me out, you don't know where I've been

Hold me at claw's length, baby

I'm not used to fear of losing something I hold dear

Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death

I'm not used to this, how did it happen, baby?

I love you so much it scares me half to death

The other half I guess I'm giving to you

Oh, baby

I'll twist my words, a clever turn of phrase

Sorry, darling, please excuse my constant need to self-aggrandize

Coddling my narcissism, M.A.D., come ride my A-bomb

While I beg you to say I'm okay

So here's one last lyric to sum up these thoughts I struggled to come up with

To make me sound deep and smart, and then I promise I'll shut up

Wait, let me think, hold on, I got this

Anything but "I'm in love with you"

I love you so much it scares me half to death

How should I put this, how did this happen, baby?

Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death

The other half I guess I'm giving to you

Oh, baby

(Uhh, I mean, it's kind of a lot...)

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