Everyday takes figuring out how to live, Sometimes it feels like a mistake, Sometimes its a winners parade, Delight and angers, I guess thats the way its supposed to be... Please heal me, I cant sleep Thought I was unbreakable, but this is killing me

Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to

I should go, I should go, I should go, I should go, I should go 'Cause lovin' you is so bad for me To hurt myself in this way Sometimes I get lonely I get needy And I know that it's crazy, that it's stupid But it's the truth

Scarecrow's only scaring himself Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell All alone by a barren well Walking to the other side With the Devil trying to take my mind And my soul's just a silhouette On the ashes of a cigarette Illusions never fake their

These are the days These are the days that I've been missing Give me the taste give me the joy of summer wine These are the days that bring you meaning I feel the stillness of the sun and I feel fine Sometimes when the nights are closing early I remember

And the desert that´s dry In a country town Where the map was found When the wagons leave the city For the forest and further on Painted wagon of the morning Dusty roads where they've gone Sometimes travelin´ through the darkness At the summer comin´

Out of the black (out of the black) Into the blue (into the blue) Sometimes it feels like I've got a war in my mind I want to get off but I keep riding the ride I never really notice that I had to decide To play someone's game or to live my own life and

Oh, I'd have never found you At that random house party that I didn't even wanna go to Had me first time feelin' in a while I should make one, too Sometimes the finish line is just the start of something new Then I'd have never found you 'Cause I'd never

Let it take you right down to your knees Sometimes the only way around it Is to let love do it's work Seven forty two in the morning Eight seconds before it all sinks in So let it hurt, let it bleed Let it burn to the worst degree May not be what you

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I can feel you again And I know why we had to say goodbye Like the back of my hand And I just miss you, and I just wish you were a better man If you were a better man But I just miss you, and I just wish you were a