All My Problems

By now

I should have been somwhere

Or gone to school, or fixed my hair

Back down

Tell it to someone else

Who gives a shit and needs your help

Cos I found

What I needed

And I don't need you to tell me how you feel

And if I fall

You are not the one that has to cope and deal

All my problems are for me

My God

Look at his tattoos and those earrings

He could never get

A good job

Go home and beat your kids

So they don't turn out as bad as me

Cos I found

What I needed

And I don't need you to tell me how you feel

And if I fall

You are not the one that has to cope and deal

All my problems are for me

I don't need your eyes to see

I will be what I will be

Stop coming around cause you bother me

Stupid motherfucker pull your head out your ass and see

What don't you get, was I stuttering

I don't need to take your shit get away from me