My mind once weak is confident,
My heart's too full of bravery,
My eyes are full and block my senses,
Nothing makes much sense to me.

"Shackles and chains, chains and shackles.
Make any decision, we'll sell you the same.
You think you can have a happy ending?
(The girl is wonky, she's gone insane.)"

But what of sitting idly by and lacking common sense?
Lean to the left, lean to the right,
Fall either way, no need to fight.
Face empty thoughts and wishes while the noodle's going dense.

Brain has turned to sugar water,
Soul has turned to lost cliche,
Every step I've ever taken
Takes a little piece away.

"You never know until you try,
How silly that she bought the lie!
She thinks she's smart, oh what a dummy!
We'd laugh but it's just too darn funny."

But what of sitting, twiddling thumbs while making little plans?
Numb in the left, numb in the right,
Can't feel no more, no need to fight.
Embrace whatever comes your way and just take what you can.

And yet it seems my mind is lost,
It's hard to figure out the cost;
I always find a way to make
My happy feelings end.