Every other week I sit my ass in therapy and I talk about
Letting go, how I can't control anyone, and my feelings of doubt

But there's only so much fixing I can take
We made mistakes, ain't that the truth?
I'm setting boundaries and I can't believe
I never did believe in you

But I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way now
To find my better days

I've heard these story lines a thousand times
They're buried way down deep
I sound like a broken record player
Stuck in motion, making my ears bleed

Well, I was high and busy buying neon prayer flags from Tibet
(From Tibet)
I forgot what I was looking for, but I'm pretty sure I haven't found it yet

And I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way now
To find my better days
To find my better days