I want that day
But it never comes
You're begging me to play
I'm the tortured one
I'll take my chance
Walk home alone
A small circumstance
And we go full blown

You say it's too dark
But it's gonna get darker
You say it's too hard
But it's gonna get harder
Why you wanna tease me?
I'm not so ticklish now
Why don't you believe me?
I'm not so ticklish
So ticklish now

You take my stress
Oh you'll be my pocket knife
This is not a test
It's all wrong and right
You scream and you cry
And throw me on the bed
And tell me to get light
That it's all in my head

You say it's too dark
But it's gonna get darker
You say it's too hard
But it's gonna get harder
Why you wanna tease me?
I'm not so ticklish now
Why don't you believe me?
I'm not so ticklish
So ticklish now

Can't stop birds when they're in mid flight
Don't mind if I run and hide
Saw me buried deep in that mine
Time I got digging
Digging

Why you wanna tease me?
I'm not so ticklish now
Why don't you believe me?
I'm not so ticklish
So ticklish now
So ticklish now
I'm not so ticklish
So ticklish
I'm not so ticklish now
I'm not so ticklish now
I'm not so ticklish now

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Writer(s): Chantal Kreviazuk, Thomas Salter