Never made it as a wise man I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealin' Tired of livin' like a blind man I'm sick offside without a sense of feeling And this is how you remind me This is how you remind me Of what I really am This is how you remind me Of what I really am It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breakin' I've been wrong, I've been down To the bottom of every bottle These five words in my head Scream "Are we having fun yet?" Yet?, Yet?, Yet?, no no