Truly you're dishonest and I don't talk about my problems
I sit and think them out its a bad habit I'm working on
I get to thinking too much
I hate when I do that so much
I wasn't born a talker, I like pens and paper so much
I have a few friends only a few
I rather be alone or be with you
Im just sittin' in my room without a clue
I don't know what to do
How do you find happiness when your sisters crying
How do you find happiness when your mom is crying
How do you find happiness when your dad is crying
I talk to the Man more than anybody
I ask him to bring my sister out the hospital and he always do it for me
Every time
Every time
Every time
I'm happy I know God man Im happy I know God
Let these words be a symbol of my tears
Wounds from a war
Always saying my prayers
I stand for God always know that
Let these words be a symbol of my tears
Wounds from a war
Always saying my prayers
I stand for God always know that