Never made it as a wise man, I couldn’t cut it like a poor man stealing, tired of living like a blind man, I’m sick of sight without a sense of feeling, and this is how you remind me of what I really am.

It’s not like you to say sorry, I was waiting on a different story, this time I’m mistaken for handing you a heart worth breaking, I’ve been wrong, I’ve been down to the bottom of every bottle, these five words in my head scream: ‘Are we having fun yet?’

How you remind me - Nickelback