My Cousin's Girlfriend's House - Going

I got nobody else to blame except for myself
And I gotta say that kind of pain is so unlike I've ever felt
Worse than blowing off your fingers in a panic of a fourth July firework scare
At least I'm growing or that's what they're telling me
The verdict is up in the air
While I'm hanging here I might as well gear up
Try to thrive on the brink of the unknown
In the end I guess that's what keeps me
Going, going
I guess that's what keeps me
Going, going
Spring has sprung, come and gone
Summer's here, it disappears
Autumn sparks lead to darkness
Winter ends but it always comes around again
Yeah it always comes around again
I got nobody else to blame except for myself
And I gotta say that kind of pain is so unlike I've ever felt
Worse than blowing off your fingers in a panic of a fourth July firework scare
At least I'm growing or that's what they're telling me
The verdict is up in the air
While I'm hanging here I might as well gear up
Try to thrive on the brink of the unknown
In the end I guess that's what keeps me
Going, going
I guess that's what keeps me
Going, going
Up and at it again, Monday morning
Demons in my head as I'm pouring
My first cup of coffee, here I go drifting off
Back to bed, I mean back to nothing
I got nobody else to blame except for myself
And I gotta say that kind of pain is so unlike I've ever felt
Worse than blowing off your fingers in a panic of a fourth July firework scare
At least I'm growing or that's what they're telling me
The verdict is up in the air
While I'm hanging here I might as well gear up
Try to thrive on the brink of the unknown
In the end I guess that's what keeps me
I know that there's so much I need to change
Pieces of the puzzle that I need to rearrange
But I have swallowed the pill and I've taken the blame
There's so many people who can't say the same
I got nobody else to blame except for myself
And I gotta say that kind of pain is so unlike I've ever felt
I got nobody else to blame except for myself
And I gotta say that kind of pain is so unlike I've ever felt
Worse than blowing off your fingers in a panic of a fourth July firework scare
At least I'm growing or that's what they're telling me
The verdict is up in the air
While I'm hanging here I might as well gear up
Try to thrive on the brink of the unknown
In the end I guess that's what keeps me
Going, going
I guess that's what keeps me
Going, going
Going, going
I guess that's what keeps me
Going, going

Written by:
Alex Long, Andrew Hight, Brian Quirk

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