It’s all over like steps in the first snow
Something’s been building up and it’s gonna blow
My momma called me last night, she said what nothing else fits
Pick up the pieces and move on
I see the flashing lights, just can’t make sense of the bits
It’s like my mind is gone
I got … got to get …
Get my head back on
I got … got to get …
Myself together
When this hurt is gone
I got … got to get …
Myself together
