Movin’ On

Well, how did I get stuck
In this situation again?
I thought I was out of this rut for good
but here I am again
I want to cling onto the present
Like it's all that i've got
But the present becomes the past
And the past is soon forgot

Maybe maybe I'm wrong
But what's left ain't always right
So now, it's time for me to be moving on

My baby told me to run and
Get help for years and years, i know
But I was blind and tried to
Fight them all on my own
He is calm and wise for years
Far beyond his days
So that is why I can't help
And wonder why he stays

How did I get stuck in this situation again?
I thought I was out of this rut for good
But here I am again
I'll take up the sport of cigarettes
And put up all my hair
Cuz life it comes and life it goes
No matter if it's fair