I Wonder

Oh yeah, I've never been real good at lettin' go of the past

But I've always been good at fuckin' up when I'm mad

And even when they do me dirty, I still wanna go back

Because I let this life convince me that I'm nothin' but trash

I'm scared of change, even though I've always had to adapt

Not to be sad, but I bet I got my holes in my back

From people that say they love me, then they leavin' me stabbed

And then they wanna look confused when I act how they act

I wonder where I'll be when I'm forty

Will I have a bunch of people to adore me