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Show me a picture of a perfect life I wanna see it, wanna know what it looks like Anybody got a grip on life I wanna know, call me up, tell me what it feels like I can't remember what it was to dream I can't sleep with my soul so unclean Gotta wake up, gotta let it go CHORUS Maybe I lost my way Maybe I made mistakes Who cares, I coulda quit but I didn't Maybe I loved too much Maybe I've lost too much I'm used... But then, who isn't? When we talk about the both of us I feel like an old tire on a street bus I'm not bitter, but I gotta pull out my pride Everybody's got a skeleton In the closet and you gotta live with them Feels like a fishhook in my side REPEAT CHORUS Maybe I crashed and burned But look at how much I've learned Well, who cares... I'm livin' I have to forgive myself Cuz I can't be no one else Well, I'm used... But then, who isn't? I'm used... But then, who isn't?