Do you ever get that feeling like you're doing this all wrong?
Like you're trying to paint a picture you can't draw
Do you ever see a mirror but avoid it at all cost?
'Cause you know all that you'll find is someone lost

Well, maybe there's a reason for the things that I don't understand
Like buried deep inside of me, a key to unlock who I am
Stuck in the muck and the mire has got my heart feeling tired and blue
But I'm not dying, I'm just not living like I could

Am I a hero? Am I a villain? Am I the victim or the cause?
Am I a damsel in distress that's waiting on someone to save my soul?
Of all the mountains to climb, of all the rivers to float, of all the sticks and all the stones
I'm scared of living in the background, laying low

Well, maybe there's a reason for the things that I don't understand (I don't understand)
Like buried deep inside of me, a key to unlock who I am (Who I am)
I'm turning over a leaf, kissing yesterday's cheek adieu
'Cause I'm not dying, I'm just not living like I could

Oh, what I'm trying to say with this dramatic refrain to you
Is I'm not dying, I'm just not living like I could