I’m not the problem. Not a problem’s the problem
Just like that reputation, how you set manipulation
You try to lie, just hiding from the truth
Losing hope by the minute. Don’t need to be a sleuth
Just to see something’s wrong all the time
I have my disagreements but I keep them as mine
Don’t need to go and cry over hills and mountains
From a stupid little problem over status and actions
He said, she said, we said some things we didn’t mean
But you fled the scene before the light turned green
Causing some traffic in my heart
Why’d you have to tear us apart?
Two deep holes in the depth of my skin
Making me a monster and the beast from within
But now two deep holes cause a gap in my soul
Depression hit hard, yeah, it really took its toll but
I’m just your problem, I’m just your problem
It’s like I’m not even a person, am I?
I’m just your problem.
See, I never wished to please all this hate fueled devotion
Just putting at an ease all these feelings and emotions
And I can’t come to rest unless your distress is confessed
But as I come to speak some words, I feel oppressed by this stress
But tell me why you just won’t give me my shirt back
I see you trying to push me onto the dirt track
Just like my heart you leave it all creased and folded
You constantly mistreat it but you still want to hold it
You won’t even give me,
Give me the time of day
Yeah it’s bright, the sun kinda burns
But if it means that you’ll stay
To say just what I mean to you
Or what I’ve done to you
At least let me think it through
Before deciding that you’re through.
The moral of the story is “agree to disagree”
Your problem should be with opinions and ideas, but not me
Another lesson is “if it’s not broken don’t fix it”
Don’t go start a fight, if you can’t even finish it
And don’t forget,” say what you’ve got to say”
Always express yourself, don’t lock it away
I could go on just for days and days
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways (it goes)
1, 2, I take a look at you
And your trail of broken hearts,
Did you know this from the start?
3, 4, you’re showing me the door
At every chance you get
You find a way to get upset
5, 6, not up to me to fix
What you initiated
I’m getting frustrated
7, 8, it might be too late
Am I losing a friend?
Is this really the end?
I’m just that thing at the back of your mind,
That thing you avoid, and try to leave behind,
That thing that’s a chore, such a chore to understand,
That thing you believe to be out of your hands.
I’m just that thing, yeah that thing that bugs your brain,
That thing in your life that brings you pain.
I don’t want to be that, that thing anymore,
But you won’t let me because I’m just your…