Growing Pains - Layup

I walk this world with broken toes

From my missteps and told you so’s

I learned my way breaking every bone

Now I see all these aches will make you grow

Every fall has a rise, every burn has a flame

From foolish to wise we all bruise the same

I oh, I, I got these growing pains

When the storm wind blows I’m the weathervane

I oh, I, I’m made from what remains

Thick skin knowing its just growing pains

I cut my teeth 'till I taste the way

My empty mouth finds the words to say

All things I found being chipped away

And all the ways I build from how I break

Every laugh has a cry, every lose has a gain

From foolish to wise we all bruise the same

I oh, I, I got these growing pains

When the storm wind blows I’m the weathervane

I oh, I, I’m made from what remains

Thick skin knowing its just growing pains

Something growing on you to make you up

Something you can feel 'till you toughen up

Something growing on you to make you up

Something you can feel 'till you toughen up

How do I… how do I know

How do I… how do I know

How do I… how do I know

I oh, I, I got these growing pains

When the storm wind blows I’m the weathervane

I oh, I, I’m made from what remains

Thick skin knowing its just growing pains

Something growing on you to make you up

Something you can feel 'till you toughen up

Something growing on you to make you up

Something you can feel 'till you toughen up