The years of riding on a wild horse
Leave me untameable myself
The urge of running 'n kicking down doors
Maybe it's my foolish pride that's kept me putting loved ones on the shelf
Eyes wide open always leaving
We're all lost stars or so it seems
Maybe it's my wonderlust
That's keeping me from following my dreams
Yeah yeah
What the hell
It ain't no use to pretend
If I go on like this
I'll never see the end
If I had listened to a word my mother said
Get a grip, settle down
Man I wish I could but I just can't
Oh no, Oh no
Well, I ain't never been a good boy
But heaven knows I tried
Maybe it's the great unknown
That's keeping me from being satisfied
Oh
What the hell
It ain't no use to pretend
If I go on like this
I'll never see the end
If I had listened to a word my momma said
Get a grip, settle down
Man I wish I could
I'm trying hard to hold my own
But there's a siren's call I can't ignore
I Wish that I could give you more
What the hell
It ain't no use to pretend
If I go on like this
I'll never see the end
If I had listened to a word my momma said
Get a grip, settle down
Get a grip, settle down
Yeah, get a grip and settle down
Man I wish I could but I just can't
No, no
