Why does my heart hurt so bad when my brain starts a'thinkin of you?
Why do my eyes get so sad? I get cold and my teeth chatter too.
My lungs, they find it so hard to breathe when my body needs rest.
I see you in all of my scars and they wont ever let me forget.

Well, you know how things seem to go these days;
It's complicated. They come in waves.
And the waves they might bite on a dark and cold night
or I might just get washed up ashore,
and my heart wouldn't hurt anymore.

Why does my back hurt so much when my hands are a'workin so hard?
My fingers are rough to the touch and my feet fail to get my too far.
I toss as I turn on the night, and the full moon is calling me out.
I see you in all of the stars and I know what you're all about.

Well, you know how things seem to go these days;
It's complicated. They come in waves.
And the waves they might bite on a dark and cold night
or I might just get washed up ashore,
and my back wouldn't hurt anymore.