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With a fist that won't knock on wood

Unless it's knocking down doors

I carry the weight of my world

On my back, and heavy on my mind

I've been here and back again

So many times

I start to wonder which is worse

The punishments or the crimes

There it is again, as if it ever left

That same old look in your eyes

Here i am again, as if i ever left

Still scorned by last year's lies

With a mouth that won't say anything kind

Unless it's spitting out blood

I carry the weight of my words

On my mind, and heavy on my back

Last time around i found

The truth takes so many turns

Why do i keep jumping into the fire

When i know it always burns

Here i go again, as if it wouldn't be

One more walk along these boards

Here i go again, as if i wouldn't try

To make some sense of these words