And I'll explain everything I know.
You'll come, We'll cry, You'll go.
I feel you, I feel them, I feel pain.
I feel good, I feel great, I feel sane.

I suppose I should feel some pride, for what I have done.
I suppose I could lie, and cry out for attention.
I suppose I could try, try with false intentions.
I suppose I have to finish what I've already begun.

I'll explain everything I know.
You'll come, We'll cry, You'll go.
I feel you, I feel them, I feel pain.
I feel good, I feel great, I feel sane.

I'm caressing this seed you've planted in my brain.
I'm feeling good, I'm feeling great, I'm feeling sane.
Ponder the past events. Pondering what's to come.
You are a tease of happiness. You are the bread crumb.