A little help here? My intuition's got a leak in it Making wrong turns left and right I need a mulligan tonight Walking up to my old self I've wrestled with these thought before Finding bones in parts unknown All I seem to come across are dead dreams, dead friends, dead ends. Where does it end? There's nothing quite like getting lost to find out who you really are But the thrill only last so long I try to find direction by rotating my perspective It's just a different side of the same coin Nowhere to be found Can't you tell you've lost your way by now? Let's turn it around Every day it seems to rain but it's down in the well I blame it on myself Picking up where I fell off At the edge of all my darkest thoughts I couldn't make the leap across Now my drunken intuition was in need of intervention I can't keep making mistakes that bring me closer to the grave Nowhere to be found Can't you tell you've lost your way by now? Let's turn it around Every day it seems to rain but it's down in the well I blame it on myself