Growing Pains

I walk this world with broken toes From my missteps and told you so's I learned my way, breaking every bone Now I see all these aches will make you grow And every fall has a rise, every burn has a flame From foolish to wise, we all bruise the same I, oh, I, I got these growing pains When the storm wind blows, I'm the weather vane And I, oh, I, I'm made with what remains A thick skin, knowing it's just growing pains I, oh, I I, oh, I, oh-ooh I cut my teeth 'til I taste the way My empty mouth finds the words to say All the things I found being chipped away And all the ways I build from how I break In every laugh has a cry, every loss has a gain From foolish to wise, we all bruise the same I, oh, I, I got these growing pains When the storm wind blows, I'm the weather vane I, oh, I, I'm made from what remains A thick skin knowing it's just growing pains Oh, I, oh, I, something growing on you to make you up Oh, I, oh, I, something you can feel 'til you toughen up Oh, I, oh, I, something growing on you to make you up Oh, I, oh, I, something you can feel 'til you toughen up How do I How do I (oh-oh, oh-ah) How do I (oh-oh), how do I know? How do I (oh-oh), how do I know? (Oh-ah) I, oh, I, I got these growing pains When the storm wind blows, I'm the weather vane And I, oh, I, I'm made from what remains A thick skin, knowing it's just growing pains Oh, I, oh, I, something growing on you to make you up Oh, I, oh, I, something you can feel 'til you toughen up Oh, I, oh, I, something growing on you to make you up Oh, I, oh, I, something you can feel 'til you toughen up