Bad Faith

A man drives a truck and his wife's a nurse He knows it won't be long 'til he's in that hearse He's middle age now but he's pickin' up speed He wonders when and how will he be freed Thinks he's lived his life playin' by the rules Doin' what he learned in his churches and schools Pays his mortgage and feeds his kids But he's feelin' lately things have hit the skids Lost his insurance and his wife moved out Stepdaughter tried to kill herself Chronic back pain and now he can't pay For meds he needs to get through his day Feels like his world has gone insane Looks around for who to blame Maybe it's the blacks or the Mexicans Maybe it's Wall Street or the corporations He knows in his heart that it 'aint them They're all tryin' to make it just like him He can't shake the thought of a bad faith deal But hate don't seem to him the way to feel He tries to think of how to get unstuck Get back to where he could give a (EDIT) So he sits on his porch and smokes a little weed And wonders when and how will he be freed March 4, 2017