Problems (Live At Longhorns Ballroom) Lyrics[Intro]
This one's called, "Problems," for you cowboys
[Verse 1]
Too many problems, oh, why am I here?
I need to be me 'cause you're all too clear
And I can see there's something wrong with you
But what do you expect me to do?
At least I gotta know what I wanna be
Don't come to me if you need pity
Are you lonely? You got no one
You got your body in suspension
[Pre-Chorus]
Problem
Problem
Problem
[Chorus]
The problem is you
[Verse 2]
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
You don't do what you want and you'll fade away
You won't find me working nine to five
It's too much fun being alive
I'm using my feet for my human machine
You won't find me living for the screen
Are you lonely? All needs catered
You got your brains dehydrated
[Pre-Chorus]
Problem
Problem
Problem
[Chorus]
The problem is you
[Guitar Solo]
[Pre-Chorus]
Problem
Problem
Problem
[Chorus]
The problem is you
Problem
Got a problem
[Verse 3]
I a death trip, but I ain't automatic
You won't find me just staying static
Don't you give me any order
To people like me, there is no order
Bet you thought you had it all worked out
Bet you thought you knew what I was about
Bet you thought you'd solved all your problems
But you are the problem
[Pre-Chorus]
Problem
Problem
Problem
[Chorus]
The problem is you
[Verse 4]
You're going to a doctor, gonna take you away
They'll take you away and they'll throw away the key
You got a problem, problem is you
You got a problem, problem is me
[Outro]
Problem
Got a problem
Got a problem
Problem
Problem, problem
Problem, problem
Problem, problem
Problem, problem
Problem, problem
Problem, problem
Problem, problem
Problem, problem
Problem, problem
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