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