I Think

I think it's time we got back to basics, cuz we ain't ourselves anymore

Let's face it, sure we all want a sure thing, but wait, only guarantee we have with chance

Is we'll miss it unless we take it

So shake it, talking about nerves, that feeling that you might not make it

The problem is really that up until now, you probably thought you could fake it

You probably thought you could fake it

But there's too much at stake to pretend you can handle the wakes when the ship's revving up without brakes

And somewhere between here and the top of the song, you realized you made a mistake

You want a clean slate, but you got a chip on your shoulder, and time's running late

That's bowling you over

The gutter you rolled so repeatedly

Now you're just pinned to the floor thinking this is just great