Text: Rhett Miller. The Instigator. Your Nervous Heart.

I try to make your world a better place
I'd smother you in kisses, I'd give you outer space
But you're terrified and it's tearing me apart

Oh, can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart?
Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart?

I know the world's a bitch, don't get me wrong
You've got to give the world the finger, you've got to sing a happy song
Making love's by far the better part

Oh, can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart?
Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart?

And if you've got to believe in something make it us
'Cause we've got love and devotion and trust
What we've got was strong right from the start

Oh, can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart?
Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart?

I know somebody must have gave you hell
Maybe you went running as the sky just sort of fell
Let me scoop you up and love you as you are

Oh, can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart?
Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart?
Can I kiss your furrowed brow and calm your nervous heart?