Most Of The Time

most of the time
i`m too focused all around
most of the time
i can keep both feet on the ground
i can follow the path
i can read the sign
i can stay right with it
as the road unwinds
i can handle whatever
i stumble upon
i don`t even notice that she`s gone
most of the time

most of the time
it`s well understood
most of the time
i wouldn`t change it if i could
i could make it all match up
i can hold my own?
i could deal with the situation
right down to the bone
i could survive
i can endure
and i don`t even think
`bout her
most of the time

most of the time
my head is on straight
most of the time
i`m strong enough not to hate
i don`t build up illusion until it makes me sick
i ain`t afraid of confusion no matter how thick
i can smile in the face of mankind
i don`t even remember how her lips felt on mine
most of the time

most of the time
she ain`t even in my mind
would i know her if i saw her
she`s that far behind
most of the time i can`t even be sure
if she was ever with me or if i was ever with her
most of the time i`m halfways content
most of the time i know exactly where it all went
i would cheat on myself
i don`t run and hide
i won`t hide from the feelings
that i buried inside
i don`t compromise
and i don`t pretend
and i don`t even care
if i ever see her again
most of the time