Being Lost Is part Of Getting There

What the hell is wrong with me
I never seem to please
And I’m never right
But being lost is part of getting there

And I try so hard to do what’s right
For you and me
But I’m always wrong
And being lost is part of getting there

When your heart is broken and you start rebuilding it
That’s when you know what love is
It’s not about devotion, it’s a feeling
When it starts to feel forced is when you should bail

My brain it never stops
And neither does the clock
But it’s alright
It always hurts a little bit

My brain it neves stops
And neither does the clock
But it’s ok
The last time I’m gonna bleed

What the hell is wrong with me
I never seem to please
And I try so hard to do what’s right
For you and me