| Well I swear, I just don’t know |
| I can’t help it anymore |
| Now the truth’s in jeopardy |
| It’s outta season, anyway |
| Just a stupid little boy |
| Who knows what it’s like to get too high |
| You gotta walk before you run |
| You gotta float when the water come |
| Up around your neck |
| And it’s been more than 6 weeks |
| Trying hard to find relief |
| I’ve been walking in my sleep |
| I’ve been talking in my dream |
| Am I falling onward with fake |
| Possibilites |
| When I said |
| I see the sign? |
| I’m impressed |
| With a single lie |
| And you can’t wait any longer |
| 'Cause it will hit you harder |
| And this grove’s impossible |
| And this grove’s impossible |
| And this grove’s impossible |
| And this grove’s impossible |
| And you can’t wait any longer |
| 'Cause it will hit you harder |
| You better make up your mind |
| You know you’re wasting mine |
| And this grove’s impossible |
| And this grove’s impossible |
| And this grove’s impossible |
| And this grove’s impossible |
| Just a stupid little boy |
| Who knows what it’s like to get too high |
| You gotta walk before you run |
| You gotta float when the water come |