Well I've lived, and I've loved, And I've lost a lot.
I've spent a few night locked up, Sleeping on a cot.
Never knowing where or which, god damn road to take.

It always seems that I have made, a big $#&@ing mistake.
Always arriving late, or sometimes not at all.
The change in air, feels like the season of fall.


Well I've lived... and I've loved... And I've lost...
Yeah I've lived... and I've loved... And I'm lost...


Maybe it's not about the destination, maybe... it's about the trip.
maybe we've gone about it all wrong, trying to... do it all right.

We try and try and try, But you can't change what's wrong.
Maybe just let it happen, and then... say so long.
Well happy endings... they don't seem to exist.

When the bad times come... why try to resist.
I know it's got you down and feeling sad.
How can you appreciate the good... if you ain't dealt with the bad?


Well I've lived... and I've loved... And I've lost...
Yeah I've lived... and I've loved... And I'm lost...


Guitar solo


Never took the time, to appreciate the pain,
always focused on the loss, and not the gain.
It's the pain that makes you stronger, and I need to acknowledge that,

it happened for a reason, so why take it back!?!
Never knowing where or which, god damn road to take.
It always seems that I have made, a big $#&@ing mistake.

Maybe I should just get, to the $#&@ing point.
But there I go again, Focused on the end...


Well I've lived... and I've loved... And I've lost...
Yeah I've lived... and I've loved... And I'm lost...
Well I've lived... and I've loved... And I'm lost...

yeah I've lived...and I've loved... And I'm lost...