I'm not bad but I'm no saint Misfortune is my middle name I've been blessed but I've been cursed Obsessive compulsive, I always think the worst So I start the process of eliminating Consequences I'll face if I'm in the wrong place And I make a bad move And as I try to fight them off all of my demons stop me from breathing air I don't want to fight the world I don't think I have the strength It's hard for me to fight this world Don't want to miss the ride I'm drowning with the tide From the corners of the earth Like a fragile little pearl not cut to fight the world I've been loved and I've been hurt Felt like gold and like dirt But just when I think I'll be fine, I find myself once again walking across the line