Im sick of life, Im sick of pain, Im sick of strife, gotta do it again. Im not sure how I've gone on this long, But I am makin the best of what I got. Things in life sure as hell ain't easy, It's so hard, it ain't that cheap, though I want it to be, but a sweet little breeze. The toughest times are when you're in a bined, Nowhere to go but you're tryin to hide. I'll stick it out the best that I can, and here I thought YOU were the man who wears the pants. I cant take your petty games because you do it again and again. Though Im strong on the outside, sometimes I just, want to breakdown and cry. But I dont cuz of one little fact, at this point in time, there's only one way for me to act. Not as a child now here's a jolt, 'Tis the time to be an Adult! Better hurry or you'll have no wife, cuz she waited so long she finally died.