Everyone seems to manage fine As if their troubles sort themselves Am I the only one who's stumbling sideways? What it is that's on the line is really hard to tell I just feel kind of silly that I'm always Just messin' up I keep messin' up Stuck in the same old groove And I've been there far too long Shutting down my brain whenever I want to Dealing in silly moves and playing the same old songs But it feels safe the way I fumble and keep on Messin' up I keep messin' up There I go again, banging my head against the wall Feels quite at home, dare I say Someone who's already beat cannot really fall At least that's what I tell myself whenever I'm messin' up I keep messin' up Messin' up It's such a mess, it's such a mess I'm messin' up, I'm messin' it up again It's a mess