Ev'ry single time, down the stairs I go

I guess you could call me a klu-u-utz
My legs won't work right
Always trip on stuff, it su-u-ucks
Sure su-ucks
Gettin' a new bruise ev'ry da-a-ay
Always hurts like crap
I'm sick of the grazes, bu-u-ud
Mmm, ha-ate cu-uts

But what I tend to fo-ocus real hard upon
Is how I have to use those bloody "stair" things a-a lot
My feet do-on't wanna stay still on them, i-it su-ucks
I'm down like a sho-ot

Whoa, all day, I-I swea-ear
Whoa-oh, trippin' down the stai-airs
Just li-ike that, I'm flung in the ai-air
Whoa-oh, trippin' down the stai-airs

Ankles twist like keys in a lo-o-ock
Knees suddenly bend
And I'm flailin' both my arms and thu-u-unk
Mmm, head clu-unks
It could be a fi-ire esca-a-ape
A giant-ass flight or just two steps
All ends up the sa-a-ame
In pain

Feel like a mo-oron, a total clod
How is it possible to fall down two stairs, du-umb sod?
I've tried to-o practice, still get a lot o-of lu-umps
My head hurts a lo-ot

Whoa, each day, I-I swea-ear
Whoa-oh, trippin' down the stai-airs
Kept my-y hands on rails, still fell the-ere
Whoa-oh, trippin' down the stai-airs
Trippin' down the stai-ai-airs

Ooh, I try to ho-old on to rails o-or walls
The next thing I know, banister's up my balls

Whoa, all day, I swea-ear
Whoa-oh, trippin' down the stai-airs
On my-y ass, sure stings a lot down the-ere
Whoa-oh, trippin' down the stai-airs
Whoa, each day, I swea-ear
Whoa-oh, trippin' down the stai-airs
I've trie-ied fast and slow, but no luck the-ere
Whoa-oh, trippin' down the stai-airs
Whoa, all day, I swea-ear
Whoa-oh, trippin' down the stai-airs