I thought that I had it figured
I thought I'd get what I deserved
Little did I know, little did I know
It's not something you can read in a book
Every chance, I blew every chance I took
And I didn't take many
I thought God would present himself tell me what to do
I thought I could save myself by loving you
What did I do?
I brought a lot of shit into my house
And I need a service to come take it out
I think it's gotta be a pretty common story (A pretty common story)
Thirty-two years old and what have you done, man?
You're pretty much full of shit
You're pretty much full of shit
A collection of bad habits
That seem to endlessly multiply
And you're just clicking off time
Till the day you die
I-I-I
What was I thinking?
What was I thinking?
It's all so much simpler than that
But it's done and you can't take it back