It's hard for me to think
Of the grass being green
If happiness stood right in front of me
I still would have seen
All the pain you could bring
Today is very gray,
I don't believe tomorrow will be a better day
I want to hear everything you have to say
Intertwined in these sheets of dismay
No matter what you do, I'll love you anyway
I hate what I have become
Days pass slow and glum
I hate what I have done
With all these battles I have not won
Just me and this gun
I don't know what path
I am going down, right or wrong
I'll still write a silly little song
About all the relationships and how they never last
Not every guy will sweep you off your feet
But every one of them will drop you on you're a**
They all act nice and say things sweet
Who knows, maybe your different and
maybe your true, maybe your truthful
Maybe when you make love its wonderful
And with meaning and maybe when you hold her hand
You'll feel your pulse on top of hers and that's the only thing you need to understand.
