E You're the kind of person, you meet at certain dismal dull affairs. Center of a crowd, talking much too loud, running up and down the stairs. A Well, it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years. E And though you've tried you just can't hide, your eyes are edged with tears. Chorus: B You better stop, A look around E A Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes E Here comes your nine-tenth nervous breakdown. E When you were a child, you were treated kind, but you were never brought up right. You were always spoiled with a thousand toys, but still you cried all night. A Your mother who neglected you, owes a million dollars tax. E And your fathers still perfecting ways of making ceiling wax. Chorus B E Oh, who's to blame, that girl's just insane. A Well nothing I do don't seem to work, B E it only seems to make matters worse, oh please. E You were still in school, when you had that fool, who really messed your mind. And after that you turned your back, on treating people kind. A On our first trip, I tried so hard to rearrange your mind. E But after while I realized you were disarranging mine. Chorus: B You better stop, A look around E A Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes E Here comes your nine-tenth nervous breakdown. Here comes your nine-tenth nervous breakdown Here comes your nine-tenth nervous breakdown | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA E B |