Yeah I know I gotta sort my sh** out
And I know you're all worn out
But sometimes it's just a matter of balance between the good times and the bad
And you're down in the hole with the blues
And you open the door to what can only be bad news
Well look down and smile at the chocolate shoes
Yeah I know I gotta sort my sh** out
And I know you'll be alright
And sometimes it's just a matter of lettin' one in, nevermind the good guys and the bad
I was down in the hole with the blues
And I opened the door to see what else I could lose
Well I looked down and I smiled at the chocolate shoes