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