After a bad night at the club
I sit in my truck to leave
But I let it warm up
As I think about everything
That has to go wrong
So you can grow

But growing pains of failure
Sting like a scorpion's stinger
That you have to get out of the way
Just to start putting things together
And making sense of everything

I don't know what you call it
Cause all I have is questions
Most of them unanswered
Life that has all the keys
To the doors it thinks you should have
But it’s like fighting a ghost your whole life

You do one thing right and you think your on a path
Then around the corner is another bad day
To make you think about quitting
It’s a fight you can win
But how many times can I get knocked out
A bad deed makes you think O man
I'm gonna pay the price for this

No matter how hard I try to fight it
All I have is myself
Life is calling all the shots
I'm at its discretion
Until I get up again for another round
But it’s all worth it