I don't know where I'm going but I know where I've been
And now what?
I don't know what I'm doing trying to be clean
I don't know what I'm doing trying to stay clean
And now what?
When things are going south and no one seems to really care
Nothing really matters, no one seems to understand
When distance seems to keep my heart from tearing apart my mind
Don't let nostalgia kill you, don't let nostalgia kill you
You never saw it coming but you're gonna be fine
When things are going south and no one seems to really care
Nothing really matters, no one seems to understand
Don't waste your pain, recycle your heart
Live through the day, stay out of the night
Cliché, cliché, ha ha ha, man up, pick up the gun and bam bam!
When things are going south and no one seems to really care
Nothing really matters, no one seems to understand
We are so deep that it starts to get much of a task
To be dealing with so much depth
Commit myself to the program
I try to make you shine
I try, I made you cry