Lyrics:

The nickel dropped

When I was on

My way beyond

The rubicon

What did I do



And the games that I could handle

None are ones worth a candle

What should I do



I'm a frightened, fickle person

Fighting, cryin', kickin', cursin'

What should I do



Oooh, after all the folderol, hauling over cold stops

What will I do



Can't take a good day without a bad one

Don't feel just to smile until I had one

Where did I learn



I make a fuss about a little thing

Rhyme is losing to the riddling

Where's the turn



I don't want a home

I'd ruin that home is

Where my habits have a habitat

Why give it term



Oooh, after all the folderol, hauling over cold stops

What did I learn



I am likely to miss the main event

If I stop to cry and complain again

So I will keep a deliberate pace

Let the damn breeze dry my face



Ooooh mister wait until you see

What I'm gonna be



I've got a plan, a demand and it just began

And if you're right, you'll agree



Here's coming a better version of me

Here it comes a better version of me