I got more blue skies
Than I got gray
I got more money
Than bills to pay
I should be thankful
And grateful
But I'm not
I've got the will of a grumbler
And a wounded heart

I got an engine
That runs on extremes
I got leather gloves
And a slot machine
Looks like I'm running fairly cool
But I'm not
I've got the will of a grumbler
And a wounded heart

I've got to cut all ties
I've got to cut all ties that bind
I've got to cut all ties
Before I lose my head

I got more reason
To flip than fly
I got more reason
To live than die
I should be looking forward to the morning
But I'm not
I've got the will of a grumbler
And a wounded heart

I got a good place to hide
But I don't
I should just heal up inside
But I won't
I should be living it up
Out in the parking lot
I've got the will of a grumbler
And a wounded heart