So are the days of out lives
it seems like every time i get something going
it falls apart right in my hands
it seems like every time i get it figured out and
i have no doubt, that's when i'm farthest from the truth
my world is breaking down around me
i see my destroyed world in front of me
any and every thing i trusted
i weep for my world disgusted
i always learn the hard way, there ain't an easy way to learn
that's what i've learned
was i tought the right things tought the right?
i don't know and that is all i know