Problems

You keep telling me
About all your problems
What can't you see?
I'm fuckin' worse off than you.
You keep telling me
That life treats you so bad.
What don't you see?
You're better off than me.

Never got along w/the family
Brother & sister wish I was dead
They would love to chop off my head
With me still alive
Put me in overdrive.
I never see my other brother
And what about my father and mother?
Tried to kick me out.
They still want to without a doubt!
My mom's got a lot of problems
And they can't even stop them.
But she's very old.
Oh she can be bold.

*Chorus*
And I've always been daddy's girl
I made people want to hurl
What happened there?
Someone pulled out a chair
From right under me
Into a puddle of pee
Oh how lucky I must be to be me!

A lot of people hate me
Ha ha how funny.
If you knew me, you'd hate me too
So just go somewhere & screw
Yourselves under a tree
I'll lock you in and run off with the key

*Chorus*

Oh I could go on & on & list so much more
But I don't want to become a bore
That's what you do
So go get a clue
My life is fine!

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