Texty: Matchbox 20. Mad Season. The Burn.

I thought about leaving but I couldn't even get outta bed
I'm hangin' 'cause I couldn't get a ride outta town
Now anyone who really wanted me to be down, come 'round

I thought about singin' but I couldn't remember all of the words
Breakin' but I couldn't get the pieces apart
Laughin' never knowing what the joke was about, now I'm down

And I wonder how I never got the burn
And if I'm never gonna learn
How lonely people make a life
One strain at a time

Forgot about everything and everyone I needed before
Tryin' to get a handle on a reason to shine
And pickin' up the pieces that are falling behind takes time

So, I wonder how I never got the burn
And if I'm never gonna learn
How lonely people make a life
One strain at a time and still shine

And I wonder how I never got the burn
And if I'm never gonna learn
How lonely people make a life
One strain at a time

And I wonder how I never got the burn
And if I'm never gonna learn
How lonely people make their life
One strain at a time and still shine