I had my bad days
And I had my good days
But then I had my crazy days
And there stunk in my head
How do I get them out?
To sail about?
To some one elses mind?
Cause I don't like them
I had my moments
And I want to get them out
Chrous
I can't hold on to these crazy moments
There to bottled up inside
These crazy moments I have
Aren't falling apart
There staying there
Forever
These crazy moments I had
Where really not that good
They were like saying things that I shouldn't have
Or telling things I shouldn't have
In the first place
So why do we have crazy moments
Are they a part of life
Maybe if I had a handbook
I could know
Why we get crazy moments
Chrous x2
