We all complain about what we have
And were not happy with what weve got
But if you knew my life
You understand, I dont got a lot
People feel sorry for me
Cause I got no where to go
With all your friends saying I told you so
Youll never have ur heart sink so low
The first time she told me no
I mean he molested me mother
As she shakes her head slow
Just shaking and crying with my heart in shatters
How could I feel so helpless and dirty
The sick bastard
Who could do that
I actually thought it was my fault!
Hes going to hell
Because God says so