I've been doctoring a falling heart Got it together 'til it comes apart Can't you see it? I've been waiting too long. And I've been living on short cut days; I'll make 'em mine 'til they're famous graves Can't you feel it? I've been falling too hard. And my head keeps screaming to go. If I keep moving on at this speed, think I'll find god before I'm thirty-three But I'll need it to get a different view. We keep making the same mistakes; They do the talking, we don't have to say what we're feeling Because it'd cut too close. If it don't feel right, then it must be wrong. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.