I'm feelin' fine, like I'm feelin' the sunshine for the very first time. It used to be that I felt like a carcass, dragged along across the dirt, collecting trash along the way. But baby, I don't want that for me no more: no way. Something tells me I should give it time, but that's never been my style.
Sure, I wanna change, but an old dog just can't learn new tricks and my rules are the only rules I know. Maybe everyone secretly liked me the way I was, the way I am and maybe you'd just want to pick up where we left off and pretend that the last few years never happened.
Imagine that.