All the things I've seen Split me at the seams I was older then Now I'm young again And the back of my mind Don't seem right Just to disappear Would be everything Just to disappear Would seem right ♪ All the things I've seen Split me at the seams At the door again Son, you might as well All the damage you've done Draw a line Just to disappear Would be everything Just to disappear Would seem right, oh ♪ Split me at the Split me at the Split me at the seams