It's been a typical fall in Portland,
But I don't think it rained at all today.
Still, it feels like I've been
Wearing a wet pair of jeans;
Something is rubbing me
The wrong way.

I still can't believe all that I've seen.

Lately I've been anything but direct,
So can I just spell this out,
Or will I lose some respect?
I've been having doubts
About the last few years.
In case you don't like blunt,
Let me make this less clear.

I've been picking apart
The puzzle I've been working on,
And from what I see from here,
There is no point in carrying on.
I've been picking apart,
Picking apart all night long,
And suddenly, my biggest fear:
I'll never stop picking apart
The puzzle I've been working on.

I've got a job to do,
But my well's run dry.
My mind is wandering now,
Like a lazy eye.
I'm kicking water uphill,
My gains are so small.
Elevated by a stage,
I still feel two feet tall...

But I suppose that's the point of it all;
So we can get back up
When we lose footing and fall.
I'm a little embarrassed,
My cheeks kinda burn.
It seems the lesson I wrote
Is one I've still yet to learn.

I still can't believe all that I've seen.
I can't believe who I used to be.

I've been picking apart
The puzzle I've been working on,
And from what I see from here,
There is no point in carrying on.
I've been picking apart,
Been picked apart all night long,
And suddenly, my biggest fear:
I'll never stop picking apart
The puzzle I've been working on.

I've been picking apart
The puzzle I've been working on,
And from what I see from here,
There is no point in carrying on.
I've been picking apart,
Picking apart all night long,
And suddenly, my biggest fear:
I'll never stop picking apart
The puzzle I've been working on.

...been picking apart
The puzzle I've been working on.
Only one thing's become quite clear:
I see no point in carrying on.
I've been picking apart,
Been picked apart all night long.
Suddenly, my biggest fear:
I'll never stop picking apart
The puzzle I've been working on.