Walkin home
All alone
Thinkin to my self, That we all have a hell of our own
Step along
To the songs
Written on her bedroom wall, and on them bathroom stalls
Every man
Has his hands
And if ya don't give a damn, then ya might just stand a chance
Well times are always hard,
And times are always bad,
When things don't go as planned
Keep moving on man
Let a girl
Be your world
And if she's weird and sincere, hold her near till you both disappear
Feel the hurt
Feel the pain
Mistakes, hesitation, temptation, they're all part of the game
In your guts
In your blood
Let your mind unwind, let the rain change shape to a flood
Well times are always hard,
And times are always bad,
When things don't go as planned
Keep moving on man