Written Answers To Multiple Choice Questions

I am barely living proof that life hurts I've had a life's worth of pain And my regrets have been my life's work Try to write my way through it But can never find the right words I just jumble 'em and stumble Through this tunnel where no lights work Every day I live sucks And every single night's worse Life's a Bentley dealership I'm living with a tight purse I finally see it in a plain light Life's a test we gotta take And I can't even spell my name right Because inside of my head I'm hearing several voices I'm trying to write an essay When it's a question of choices And then of consequences Always question my decisions So I'm always on the fences I will do it if I said it But more than often, I'll admit That I'll wish I hadn't meant it You can prepare for the worst But that don't mean you can prevent it My swollen heart, though broke, is hard And I've learned how to defend it But there's just those certain blows That I cannot be hit again with.