I walk this world with broken toes From my missteps and told you so's I learned my way breaking every bone Now I see all these aches will make you grow Every fall has a rise, every burn has a flame From foolish to wise we all bruise the same I oh, I, I got these growing pains When the storm wind blows I'm the weathervane I oh, I, I'm made from what remains Thick skin knowing its just growing pains I cut my teeth 'till I taste the way My empty mouth finds the words to say All things I found being chipped away And all the ways I build from how I break Every laugh has a cry, every lose has a gain From foolish to wise we all bruise the same I oh, I, I got these growing pains When the storm wind blows I'm the weathervane I oh, I, I'm made from what remains Thick skin knowing its just growing pains Something growing on you to make you up Something you can feel 'till you toughen up Something growing on you to make you up Something you can feel 'till you toughen up How do I... how do I know How do I... how do I know How do I... how do I know I oh, I, I got these growing pains When the storm wind blows I'm the weathervane I oh, I, I'm made from what remains Thick skin knowing its just growing pains Something growing on you to make you up Something you can feel 'till you toughen up Something growing on you to make you up Something you can feel 'till you toughen up