Dear Worry

Doctor's calling on the phone
He said the problem's in my head for sure
Oh Lord

All these faces feel familiar
I hear your voice, so I head for the door
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Oh Lord

Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me
I'll take another glass of sweet relief
Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me

Might be better left alone
I think it's better I don't know
Lord I can't turn the page
Pass the time, look away

Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me
I'll take another glass of sweet relief
Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me

Can you go, can you go, and get out
Can you go, can you go, and get out
Can you go, can you go, and get out
Get out, get out, get out

Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me
I'll take another glass of sweet relief
Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me