The blues, we all get them one day or maybe even at night
we wake up and everything turns to hell and we are a sight
We get into that "woe is me attitude" and just want to bawl
sinking into our shoetops we want to find someone to call
Ahhh, we will make them as miserable as we think we are
while they wish they could bottle us in an ocean going jar
This will strain what few friends you have to no end
and the bond you have built will begin to slip away from them
So people listen up, life isn't always fair, and we can die
now isn't that a statement that just makes you want to cry
This is a wakeup call and not built to sooth your woe is me
hopefully it will snap you out enough for you to be set free
Whenever you think your life really stinks it can be worse
you could be in a box in pieces riding in the back of a hearse
There are people worse off than you could ever dream up
think about that as you sit there refilling your coffee cup
Be thankful your able to get up out of that bed each day
there are people out there that wish there was a way
Go take a shower and you'll feel better wash the blues out
smile and think of something nice so you won't have to pout....
