Here we are again me alone once more
It seems I can't find the pot of gold at the end of this rainbow.
I've cried a thousand times I still don't know how to find what it is
I'm looking for not sure I ever knew before.

I drive down that road again watching yellow lines pass me by
Along the worn out pavement I feel just as trampled on as it.
I've traded gold for pot holes that will never be filled in.

This can't be all this can't be it the emptiness can't pass for bliss
Oh I just might be going crazy, slowly going crazy.
I'm strong on the outside and jelly within, let you break me down
that's become my sin so stop haunting me, why do I let you win?

My mind does the crime and my heart does the time
I just might be going crazy, slowly going crazy.
How do I dig myself out of this one this round?
Why do I treat me like this?