| There are times when | |
| I'm feeling like | |
| I've lost all control. | |
| And I'm talking 'bout a year or more. | |
| And I remember when | |
| I was a kid and it was simple. | |
| I couldn't ask for more. | |
| And I was heading down the straight and narrow. | |
| But then the devil pulled me in by my elbows. | |
| He gently removed my blindfold. | |
| I said, "Don't show me more." | |
| Please, please, please, please, please. | |
| If I changed the worlds rotating, you still gonna leave? | |
| Please, please, please, please, please. | |
| All of the warm | |
| I'm missing, | |
| I guess you don't need. | |
| There are times when | |
| I'm feeling like | |
| I didn't sleep at all. | |
| And I'm talking 'bout a week or more. | |
| And I remember when | |
| I got my first lousy car. | |
| And I was out the door. | |
| But back then | |
| I was looking forward to the cold. | |
| Moving back and forth and upside down and growing younger. | |
| Nothing could stop it. | |
| The driving inside, it's older. | |
| Please, please, please, please, please. | |
| If I changed the worlds rotating, you still gonna leave? | |
| Please, please, please, please, please. | |
| All of the warm | |
| I'm missing, | |
| I guess you don't need. | |
| The things | |
| I lost in the fire. | |
| Make it hard to keep my food down. | |
| Ten years gone in a hurry. | |
| All I got was my hands dirty. | |
| I stop myself from starting something | |
| Cause I can already see how it's gonna end up ahead of me. | |
| If I'm gonna be beat by a drowning, | |
| Gonna jump that bridge, | |
| Gonna jump that bridge, | |
| Not be thrown in. | |
| The things | |
| I lost in the fire |