Went and made the same mistake one more time,
like I don’t remember
where it ends up.
I keep trying to tell myself “go in blind”
and deal with whatever
the consequence is.
But every time I do, I regret the move
Reuse old excuses
just hoping they’ll do something new.
I can’t seem to choose, blame it on my youth
Hope I grow into
someone else with nothing left to prove
I can’t seem to choose, blame it on my youth
Hope I grow into
someone else with nothing left to prove
I wanna know — I wanna know
something I don’t — something I don’t
Do I wanna know — do I wanna know
something I don’t — something I don’t
Would it change a thing if I could understand,
would I stop trying,
would it define me?
trying to hold the future with tied up hands;
is it just bad timing?
Do I stop fighting?
Every time I do, I regret the move
Reuse old excuses
just hoping they’ll do something new.
I can’t seem to choose, blame it on my youth
Hope I grow into
someone else with nothing left to prove
I can’t seem to choose, blame it on my youth
Hope I grow into
someone else with nothing left to prove
I wanna know — I wanna know
something I don’t — something I don’t
Do I wanna know — do I wanna know
something I don’t — something I don’t
I wanna know — I wanna know
something I don’t — something I don’t
Do I wanna know — do I wanna know
something I don’t — something I don’t