Everyone seems to manage fine
As if their troubles sort themselves
Am I the only one who's stumbling sideways?
What it is that's on the line is really hard to tell
I just feel kind of silly that I'm always
Just messin' up
I keep messin' up
Stuck in the same old groove
And I've been there far too long
Shutting down my brain whenever I want to
Dealing in silly moves and playing the same old songs
But it feels safe the way I fumble and keep on
Messin' up
I keep messin' up
There I go again, banging my head against the wall
Feels quite at home, dare I say
Someone who's already beat cannot really fall
At least that's what I tell myself whenever
I'm messin' up
I keep messin' up
Messin' up
It's such a mess, it's such a mess
I'm messin' up, I'm messin' it up again
It's a mess
