Lyrics:

Every time I get the inspiration
To go change things around
No one wants to help me look for places
Where new things might be found
Where can I turn when my fair weather friends cop out?
What's it all about?

Each time things start to happen again
I think I got something good goin' for myself
But what goes wrong

Sometimes I feel very sad
Sometimes I feel sad (sad)
Sometimes I feel very sad
Sometimes I feel sad (sad)

I guess I just
I guess I just
I guess I just wasn't made for these times

I guess I just wasn't made for these times

(wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't)