There're some things I'd like to change- Some things I need to rearrange. Things like my heart, my mind, My whole **** life.
They need some tweaking, Some fixing up, But I don't know what went wrong.
I made it up as I went along; I had no plan to follow. Now I'm empty and hollow And looking for something To fill me up inside.
My head knows what I need, But my heart refuses to believe. I don't know how to make me better, I only know I feel bound and fettered By the choices I've made, The things left unsaid, And the things I've said too much.
They're killing me.
'Cause I can't take them back, Or hit rewind and fix it. I just have to build on top of it, And, man, that's so hard- To forget all the things That make life so rough, And act like they never happened;
To just keep on going Like I never made that mistake, Like it never cut me to the bone, Like it didn't leave a scar.
It's too bad they don't make Mederma for the heart.