Undertaker

With or without my understanding
Of how I might be today
Simple or not, I've got to hold on
To all of my early days

Spilling my cup, though it's just half empty
Running at a walking's pace
Giving advice I've yet to call mine
I might as well have no face

I don't know whether it's my fault
You know that you'll be there too
If you go down that same old road

Filling my time with exaggeration
I put on my resume
cnd I've got to get rid of that undertaker
He's ruling my world today

I don't know whether it's my fault
You know that you'll be there too
If you go down that same old road

It does not hurt yourself to try
We'll get through this just you and I
It does not hurt yourself to try