so are the days of out lives

it seems like every time i get something going

it falls apart right in my hands

it seems like every time i get it figured out and

i have no doubt, that's when i'm farthest from the truth

my world is breaking down around me

i see my destroyed world in front of me

any and every thing i trusted

i weep for my world disgusted

i always learn the hard way, there ain't an easy way to learn

that's what i've learned

was i tought the right things tought the right?

i don't know and that is all i know