I still think about mistakes I made in the sixth grade
I don't have the time to talk so I'll just go my own way
We would meet by the church every Friday
But a couple years ago I lost my faith
I'm learning lessons faster than I'd like
Going in circles, I'm turning left but ending right
I'll make sure the front step's got a spot for your key
And when you feel growing pains I hope that you think of me
Bruise my knuckles on the pavement
The one thing constant is the changes
Do you know what my name is?
I can feel myself fading
I've got a spilled drink on my shirt
I'm thinking 'bout people that I've hurt
And I will until I'm six feet in the f*cking earth
I've got a spilled drink on my shirt
I'm thinking 'bout people that I've hurt
And I will until I'm six feet in the f*cking earth
I've got a spilled drink on my shirt
I'm thinking 'bout people that I've hurt
And I will until I'm six feet in the f*cking earth
I've got a spilled drink on my shirt
I'm thinking 'bout people that I've hurt
And I will until I'm six feet in the f*cking earth
Bruise my knuckles on the pavement
The one thing constant is the changes
Do you know what my name is?
I can feel myself fading