What's my saving grace? Only that I'm getting away With it all messed up
I'm still living Though in deep water And not a good swimmer
I've already played my ace Apparently Anyway
I'm still getting away with it Still messed up But I'm living
In the end There's nothing To be getting away with
I just make it cos I'm living Although I fall apart at times I'm alive and that's all that matters
What's my saving grace? Only that I'm getting away With it all messed up