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.
Oct 8, 2009
Oct 8, 2009 at 8:41 AM UTC
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.