Growing Pains

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
 And 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 weather vane
 And I, oh, I, I'm made with what remains
 A thick skin, knowing it's just growing pains
 I, oh, I
 I, oh, I, oh-ooh
 I cut my teeth 'til I taste the way
 My empty mouth finds the words to say
 All the things I found being chipped away
 And all the ways I build from how I break
 In every laugh has a cry, every loss 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 weather vane
 I, oh, I, I'm made from what remains
 A thick skin knowing it's just growing pains
 Oh, I, oh, I, something growing on you to make you up
 Oh, I, oh, I, something you can feel 'til you toughen up
 Oh, I, oh, I, something growing on you to make you up
 Oh, I, oh, I, something you can feel 'til you toughen up
 How do I
 How do I (oh-oh, oh-ah)
 How do I (oh-oh), how do I know?
 How do I (oh-oh), how do I know? (Oh-ah)
 I, oh, I, I got these growing pains
 When the storm wind blows, I'm the weather vane
 And I, oh, I, I'm made from what remains
 A thick skin, knowing it's just growing pains
 Oh, I, oh, I, something growing on you to make you up
 Oh, I, oh, I, something you can feel 'til you toughen up
 Oh, I, oh, I, something growing on you to make you up
 Oh, I, oh, I, something you can feel 'til you toughen up