My momma told me at the tender age of five Son, you're going to be the saddest man alive And I've been raging, bleeding, with hatred running through my veins With fingers crossed been breeding pain along the way And now here I roam on my way there on this rocky road Still three feet to go down this cold and barren hole How have I made it this far? The road goes on and though it all went wrong At the halfway bar I raise my glass and flush the past away And though I sing along with the same old song For as long as there's a pulse, a beating, I'll make it through the day My momma told me at the fragile age of five Son, in your soul lies a cancer that'll eat you alive And there at the end of a rainbow was a shining bucket of dirt I tried but was unable to shove it down to taste its worth And now here I am on my way on this rocky road Now I understand I can't give in and I can't let go Glad I've made it this far