1st Verse |

Everything's changing, let's go back to the way things, were,
Curs I'm breaking, I'm not sure that I can take this, hurt,
I'm not complacent but there's no place on this earth,
That, tops the location I refer to as my world.

It makes me feel at my greatest and on my feet like these trainers,
Nothing would hang over me not even if I woke up in Vegas,
Now my days are outrageous, my life's an equation and,
I don't mean to be negative but my life has been taken.

And I'm feeling claustrophobic,
Being away from all of those that I hold the closest,
It, keeps me awake, I'll be looking over the photos,
Of people and places, studying their emotions.

I, need to escape and if only but for a moment,
At least I'd understand what it meant to be home alone but,
Though I try to evoke a dose of the old, no luck,
My life's jam-packed but there's still a hole, doughnut.

Chorus |

I didn't know that this would hurt me so, ohh,
It's got me feeling low with no where to go, ohh,
And moving on in life is always the same,
Another link in the chain, growing pains.

2nd Verse |

I'm no longer that little boy who'd sing and then get annoyed,
If anyone sang a long, interrupted his singing voice,
But this infant is still a poignant influence and is poised,
In the midst of life's misery, indecision and choice.

To, provide me with a frequent means of support,
A decent reasoning force for me to leave with my thoughts,
When I'm weak, I'm reassured by this being within my core,
Who believes in me even more than a priest believes in the Lord.

Just because my appearance may have changed,
With a moustache or a beard, don't mean that I ain't the same,
Inside, my head and brain, still writhe like a child in pain,
When it's time for my hand to wave goodbye to another place.

I, can't believe that I've gone from skipping my lectures,
And blinkin' professors to, ripping up sets and,
Picking up my phone to a list full of a Twitter mentions,
Fans who want to show their respect, issue acceptance.

Chorus |

I didn't know that this would hurt me so, ohh,
It's got me feeling low with no where to go, ohh,
And moving on in life is always the same,
Another link in the chain, growing pains.

3rd Verse |

I'm following my heart but at times I'm disillusioned,
Like, I think its moved when in fact it is my movement,
In sync with the wry tune of the patterns in my mood,
The manner of my route's a disaster like white shoes.

See I'm, feeling blue, no it's not my favourite colour,
But I mean it the sense that I'm need of a hug and,
It, leads me astray, creating a bit of a struggle,
Which, leaves me to debate what I've accomplished, and...

Instead of chasing my dream, I wanna pace it, it seems,
A waste of patience to me, like painting nature and trees,
Curs every day of the week, I miss her and pray for release,
But, remain incomplete, craving a trace of her speech.

I, didn't realise that growing up, would,
Hurt so much, could be so unjust, just,
A total rush of stuff to bulldoze us, must,
It all puzzle me like a Sudoko book?!