i was backed against the traps of my teenage plan i was stumbling over gaps and feeling beat up again i was staring down the corpse of a lifelong dream i was willing it to get back on its feet again i was walking through my life and feeling sick thats when i would find myself repeating my old stories to friends always searching for a notion that resembled a hope i was standing on the verge of something good i dont know on the verge of something ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh from the traps of my teenage plan i was wearing out my feet again hen working nights for some old businessman who couldnt give a second shit about me he id take a hope and a borrowed sedan and id ride out to the state thats when id be pulling up to some suburban pharmacy and id be begging them to tell me something i was closing out the bar every night and then i was waking up each morning round 6 am i was driving to the doctor and then back again you know they never seemed to have any good news for me then  i was walking through my life and feeling sick thats when i started plotting out a course to getting free again while making pennies for some psychopath businessman i started thinking that i might be on the verge of something on the verge of something ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohhhhhh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohhhhhh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohhhhhh2