Verse 1: Hit rock bottom. Blew my final chance.
Can't get too much these days when I try my song and dance.
Headin' eastbound to a place I've been before.
Grand Rapids, Michigan is my only open door.
Chorus 1: Can't burn the bridges, way too much to lose.
Van's in the gutter with the blues.
Verse 2: Welcome to the Middle-West. Looks about the same.
Sure hope I can change the game with a different name.
In my room, laid in my bed and thought.
Sure hope my future's better, better than what I got.
Chorus 2: Pick up the pieces. Start to pay the dues.
Or, Van, you'll be buried in your blues.
Verse 3: There comes a time in all our lives when things get out of hand.
You know you've got to change some things, gotta make a stand.
Once, I got the picture, and looked hard at myself.
I realized that I'm the only one to turn for help.
Chorus 3: Set my course for success, and "can't doe's" won't excuse.
I'm destined to be rid of Van's blues.
Chorus 4: I put it all together, and, you know I've paid my dues.
This life is much too short to sing the blues.