I Think

When I was a kid and I had no money

That stuff didn't bother me because I had potential

There was always a tomorrow

Always something better than today

Now I'm not a kid and you know what's funny?

I don't feel so grown-up

I only feel afraid these days

And now here comes that tomorrow and I only

Want to run away

So don't pick on me

Don't give me your shit, don't give me your shit

We've all got problems

We're living with it, we're living with it

Just keep on going

And that is the trick, that is the trick

And I think I think I think I think

I think I think too much

When I was a kid well my dad made money

Damn, we hardly saw him

My brother'd say the same thing too

Oh Daddy, Daddy, Daddy where were you?

Where were you when we needed you?

But you play the hand you get and you worry some

You make the best of a situation

I'd probably do the same as you

I would too, I would too

You got to hang onto each other

Hold onto what we got and not let go

No, no, no!

Don't pick on me

Don't give me your shit, don't give me your shit

We've all got problems

We're living with it, we're living with it

Just keep on going

And that is the trick, that is the trick

And I think I think I think I think

I think I I I...

I'm doing my best here

C'mon and give me a break, give me a break

It's all I can do now

It's all I can take, it's all I can take

I get so downhearted, I do

I get so downhearted, oh I do, I do

So don't pick on me

Don't give me your shit, don't give me your shit

We've all got problems

We're living with it, we're living with it

Just keep on going

And that is the trick, that is the trick

And I think I think I think I think

Too much, I know I do

I think I think I think I think

I think I'm just like you

I, I, I do

When I was a kid and I had no money

That stuff didn't bother me, oh no