The people try to solve them?
What about my problems?
Hello mother, some news for you
Color coated sweetness
Sunday I cried all night and it hurt so bad
The fingers point right back at you
From the madness in what you do
I'm making sense of shattered dreams
What about my problems?
But if you try to understand, this is who I am
Swords beneath my clean dress
I guess Im under the weather
Why you think there's something wrong with me
Since no one else belongs here, with me
I guess Im under the weather
The people try to solve them
Because I want you to be proud of me
Im really not that crazy
Hello father, I'm curious?
