This time around

Oh, things could be so different

At least that's what I tell myself

This time around

This time around

This time around

I've heard it all before

And I'm smiling as I hit ground

This time around

This time around (oh)

This time maybe it's all in my heart

Swing me right down the middle

Baby, don't you even fucking start

'Cause I'll leave in a little

Okay, I get it

But you dont get it

Get it, get it, get it

Okay, I get it

But you dont get it

Get it, get it, get it

And my Mama told me

"Son, don't be playing 'round loaded guns"

As you walk the road I've run

Just to see who I've become

(Come, come, come, come, come, come)

Shoulda, shoulda, woulda, coulda myself

Now I'm talking like someone else

'Nother feeling I can't describe

Fall apart, fall apart, fall apart

With another guy