I take time on my hands
And I'll make good on it, you'll see
Sometimes I think it's okay
Sometimes I don't know what to say
No one seems to know a whole lot more
I wish I couldn't feel the shame
Still take the blame
I tried to turn around, and
I tried to turn around, but
Gravity pulls hard on me astray
Sometimes I think it's okay
Sometimes I feel all right inside
I'm gonna make good on it
You'll see
No one seems to know a whole lot more
I wish I couldn't feel the shame
Still take the blame