The words I need to say
Have escaped my grasp, again
The words I need to hear a
Are not those I want, let's make that clear
Oh I'm a little, oh I'm a little bit lost
Oh I'm a little, oh I'm a little bit lost
In time I'll see the mistakes
I could have prevented, again
But time can't unsee what you saw
Undo what they did, or win battles lost
Oh I'm a little, oh I'm a little bit scared
Oh I'm a little, oh I'm a little bit scared
You presume you know everything
And I'll let you judge me again
Just take, without second thought
All the things I can't give anymore
Oh I'm a little, oh I'm a little bit tired
Oh I'm a little, oh I'm a little bit tired
Tell me what did you think
When you knew the truth? Did it benefit you?
But this story is mine:
I'll choose how to write it, and where to tell lies
Oh I'm a little, oh I'm a little bit lost. (Oh I'm a little bit lost.)
Oh I'm a little, oh I'm a little bit scared. (Oh I'm a little bit scared.)
Oh I'm a little, oh I'm a little bit tired. (Oh I'm a little bit tired.)
Words mean so little, when what you lived for has died. (When what you live for has died...)
I'm a little bit scared, again
(I'm a little bit lost... I'm a little bit lost...)
I'm a little bit tired, my friend
(I'm a little bit lost... I'm a little bit lost...)
I'm a little bit lost. I'm a little bit lost
(I'm a little bit lost... I'm a little bit lost...)
(Can you find me now? Can you find me now?)
I'm a little bit lost. I am so very lost again
(I'm a little bit lost... I'm a little bit lost...)
(Can you find me now? Can you find me now?)