I got nobody else to blame except for myself

And I gotta say that kind of pain is so unlike I've ever felt

Worse than blowing off your fingers in a panic of a fourth July firework scare

At least I'm growing or that's what they're telling me

The verdict is up in the air

While I'm hanging here I might as well gear up

Try to thrive on the brink of the unknown

In the end I guess that's what keeps me

Going, going

I guess that's what keeps me

Going, going

Spring has sprung, come and gone

Summer's here, it disappears

Autumn sparks lead to darkness

Winter ends but it always comes around again

Yeah it always comes around again

I got nobody else to blame except for myself

And I gotta say that kind of pain is so unlike I've ever felt

Worse than blowing off your fingers in a panic of a fourth July firework scare

At least I'm growing or that's what they're telling me

The verdict is up in the air

While I'm hanging here I might as well gear up

Try to thrive on the brink of the unknown

In the end I guess that's what keeps me

Going, going

I guess that's what keeps me

Going, going

Up and at it again, Monday morning

Demons in my head as I'm pouring

My first cup of coffee, here I go drifting off

Back to bed, I mean back to nothing

I got nobody else to blame except for myself

And I gotta say that kind of pain is so unlike I've ever felt

Worse than blowing off your fingers in a panic of a fourth July firework scare

At least I'm growing or that's what they're telling me

The verdict is up in the air

While I'm hanging here I might as well gear up

Try to thrive on the brink of the unknown

In the end I guess that's what keeps me

I know that there's so much I need to change

Pieces of the puzzle that I need to rearrange

But I have swallowed the pill and I've taken the blame

There's so many people who can't say the same

I got nobody else to blame except for myself

And I gotta say that kind of pain is so unlike I've ever felt

I got nobody else to blame except for myself

And I gotta say that kind of pain is so unlike I've ever felt

Worse than blowing off your fingers in a panic of a fourth July firework scare

At least I'm growing or that's what they're telling me

The verdict is up in the air

While I'm hanging here I might as well gear up

Try to thrive on the brink of the unknown

In the end I guess that's what keeps me

Going, going

I guess that's what keeps me

Going, going

Going, going

I guess that's what keeps me

Going, going