There's a wannabe in all of us
There's a want to us all
If I could just remember all of this
There'd be peace to my soul
Nothing I want will become of this
Maybe I'm just not sure
There's a lot of recovery
In taking locks off your door
I can't find sympathy in hiding
Can't show my feelings at all
And I have never seen a moment ease
Without creating a fall
Maybe I'm not what I thought I'd be
Maybe I'm not what I seem to be
But there's a lot of recovery
Being nothing at all
Woh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
there's a lot of recovery
Being nothing at all
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