You showed up at my door today

Drowning in a river of tears

Held you, told you it would be okay

Hadn't seen you cry like that in years

I'm on the phone with you last night

Tryna talk you off of the ledge

Listened until the morning light

Gotta get you out of my head

When's it my turn to release my emotions?

Can't keep them bottled up like some potion

If it's too late they'll all evaporate

When will my life be free of stresses?

Always some kind of bump in the road

Why am I left cleaning up your messes?

I just need to clean up my own

When will my life be free of stresses?

Always some kind of bump in the road

Why am I left cleaning up your messes?

I just need to clean up my own

Laid in bed with you by my side

How'd I find myself in this place?

I try to keep it locked inside

All wrapped up in leather and lace

And when you look into my eyes

Everything will be all right

But if you look behind the lies

See how much I'm hurting inside

When's it my time to be listened to?

I have my problems, shit to sort through

I can't always be your hero

When will my life be free of stresses?

Always some kind of bump in the road

Why am I left cleaning up your messes?

I just need to clean up my own

When will my life be free of stresses?

Always some kind of bump in the road

Why am I left cleaning up your messes?

I just need to clean up my own

Let me experience my own catharsis

A little give and take is all I ask, is

Let me experience my own catharsis (ooh)

A little give and take is all I ask, is

Let me experience my own catharsis (my own, my own)

A little give and take is all I ask, is

Let me experience my own catharsis

A little give and take is all I ask, is

Your strength, support, relief, I'm your rock

You're just that kid, Jack, I'm your beanstalk

Oh, won't you please chop me down?

When will my life be free of stresses?

Always some kind of bump in the road

Why am I left cleaning up your messes?

I just need to clean up my own

When will my life be free of stresses?

Always some kind of bump in the road

Why am I left cleaning up your messes?

I just need to clean up my own

Now my life's never free of stresses

No life lived on the open road

Once I'm rid of you and your messes

I'll be left here on my own

Let me experience my own catharsis (my own)

A little give and take is all I ask, is (my own)

Let me experience my own catharsis (my own)

A little give and take is all I ask, is (my own)

Let me experience my own catharsis (my own)

A little give and take is all I ask, is

Let me experience my own catharsis

A little give and take is all I ask, is

Let me experience my own catharsis

A little give and take is all I ask, is

Let me experience my own catharsis

A little give and take is all I ask, is