A complicated way to say, I think about it every day
I'll see you when I get thrown from this wagon
You'll always have a seat for me, a lazy boy for suffering
The coach class of the fuck it shit parade
A chemical upgrade

I'll be right here with you, with a serotonin truth
And I'm falling down as I get back up for another round
If I happen to show, how horrible I've grown
Please don't scrape me off the ground

Remember when you left me here, with nothing to hold onto
A blind man cannot look you in the eye
But we can give you medicine, to simulate that same feeling
That happens when you're young until you die
At least you fucking tried

I'll be right here with you, with a serotonin truth
And I'm falling down as I get back up for another round
If I happen to show, how horrible I've grown
Please don't scrape me off the ground

And so we live another day, and try to make it fun
I need you like a bullet needs a gun