make my way through the motions i try to ignore it but home's looking farther the closer i getdon't know why i can't see the end is it over yeta short leash and a short fuse don't match they tell me it ain't that bad now don't you overreactso i just hold my breath don't know why i can't see the sun when you should be funand i guess the bad can get better gotta be wrong before it's rightevery happy phrase in gracein my mind and i've always been a go-getter there's truth in every word i writebut still the growing pains growing pains are keeping me up at night you're on your own kidand i can't hide because growing pains are keeping me up at nightand i can't hide because growing pains are keeping me up at nighthella flights, 35 nights, 29 creeps to the mine spend it all lost in the ride on a t.o. vibe, an o.t. rideflowers pretty in the sun, are you missing on the run? i've been reminiscing on the fun just a couple days at once trying to hit a home runrun faster, the game is a hella big, wanna get away, elevate, celebrate, make time for the breeze and the lemonadecartoons, blues, clues, it's a better dayand i guess the bad can get better gotta be wrong before it's rightevery happy phrase engraved in my mind and i've always been a go-getterthere's truth in every word i write but still the growing pains growing pains are keeping me up at nightyou're on your own kid and i can't hide because growing pains are keeping me up at nightyou're on your own kid and i can't hide because growing pains are keeping me up at nightstarting to look like miss know-it-all can't take her own advice, can't find pieces of my peace of mindi cry more than i want to admit but i can't lie to myself, to anyonecause running it in isn't any fun, can't run back to my youth, the way i want tothe days my brother was quicker to fool am radio, not much to douse monsters as an excuse to lie awakenow the monsters are the ones that i have to faceno band-aids for the growing painsoh yeah yeah yeahno, no, no band-aids for the growing pains