Hell, I tried to keep it going
Get the beast my head can change
But well despite my eager effort
Battles better never change
I’m falling off the rocker
and it never stops
No

A thousand tries, a thousand dies
and eagles flying by
Could put my therapeutic torment to a
Melancholic dry
I wonder if I ever slept again
My heart would stop
No, no, no

I’m agonized by every little secret avenue
The paths I lost and what’s the cost
I’m angered in review
For every little corner bent and any second view

What if I ran
What if I threw it away
My meager little mess of me
My sense of sensibility
I ran
I tried a little higher
I shed my skin and grew a sin
I tried a little
What if I ran

Seems to me that through the terror
Of my scarred and beating heart
That I could break if through mismanagement
I’d surely tear apart
And I could hardly stand to lose the man I am
The man I am

What then could I be if in the end I
Never found the open road
Just sat a second ’til the curtain
Never cared to catch a rose
and I think maybe that would be a crying smile
Stay a while

I’m stuck in safe simplicity
If that’s what god would want for me

What if I ran
What if I threw it away
My meager little mess of me
My sense of sensibility
I ran
I tried a little higher
I shed my skin and grew a sin
I tried a little
What if I ran