Lyrics:

It Was Like Nails On A Chalkboard When Daddy Played His Kind Of Music
if You’d Asked Me Then I’d Said It Was Borderline Abusive
but I’m Gettin’ To Where I Don’t Mind It Now
i’m Comin’ Around

i Blew Out Of Here The Next Day After Graduation
destination Anywhere With A Higher Population
never To Return To This Tiny Town
but I’m Comin’ Around

i’m Comin’ Around, I’m Figuring Out A Lot Of Things I Thought I Knew
i Never Dreamed I’d Be Seeing Things From This Point Of View
i’m Still A Little Ways From Slowing It All The Way Down
but I’m Comin’ Around

i’m Comin’ Around, I’m Figuring Out A Lot Of Things I Thought I Knew
i Never Dreamed I’d Be Seeing Things From This Point Of View
i’m Still A Little Ways From Slowing It All The Way Down
but I’m Comin’ Around

i Never Been That Big A Fan Of Gettin’ Up On Sunday Morning
and Listenin’ To That Ol’ Preacher Talk Was Always Kinda Boring
i’m Still A Little More Lost Than I Am Found
but I’m Comin’ Around
yeah, I’m Comin’ Around

i’m Comin’ Around, I’m Figuring Out A Lot Of Things I Thought I Knew
i Never Dreamed I’d Be Seeing Things From This Point Of View
i’m Still A Little Ways From Slowing It All The Way Down
but I’m Comin’ Around
yeah, I’m Comin’ Around