I've been through everything I've seen,
Religions and beliefs.
Nothing's ever really held.
I'll try drugs until I die.
Breaking other's lives,
Until I really find myself.

And all these people think they know
What's missing from my show.
Just admit that jesus died for me.
Take your bibles and go home.

Cus' as I'm walking through this life,
And all the things aren't right.
I don't know how to fill the holes I keep
Falling in along the way.
No matter what they say,
No one has it figured out.

You act like everything is great,
There's nothing out of place.
Well I can see right through the webs you spin.
You're burning up within,
You're tired and you're thin.
You can't believe god let you down.

And all these people think they know
What's missing from my show.
Just admit that jesus died for me.
Take your bibles and go home.

Cus' As I'm walking through this life,
And all the things aren't right.
I don't know how to fill the holes I keep
Falling in along the way.
No matter what they say,
No one has it figured out.

And As I'm walking through this life,
And all the things aren't right.
I don't know how to fill the holes I keep
Falling in along the way.
No matter what they say,
No one has it figured out.

Writer : WHITE, JOHN PAUL/BECKER, GREGORY
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing