PROBLEMS

She know all my problems

But I can't let her solve them

So I waste all my days feeling stuck in a haze, must've fell on my face

We all got these problems

And we carry them like weight

Indulging so often

So tell me how we get straight

I met a girl out of this world

She told me that you do too much

Now that's ironic cause I saw it

Like it never was enough

Couldn't catch her blowing trees

But I know she'll keep it blunt

They all talked a lot on me

And that's all we really done

Your issues are mine, and mine are yours

Even your problems have problems

What do you wanna do about it

Your issues are mine, and mine are yours

What do you wanna do about it

God knows I got problems

Will he take care of them?

Cause I'll let you solve

Once I let go of it

Ah, ah, ah, I finally figured you out

Ah, ah, ah, I finally figured you out