Problems - Papa Roach

I could turn my life from a good dream

To living in a nightmare, ruining a good thing

Probably couldn’t tell you how I got here

Bottom of the barrel, I been hanging here a lot

I’ve always done what I want

Just give me one more chance to mess it up

I got pain in my mind and heart

I can never stop it once it starts

Something in the way like a bull I charge

I only ever hurt myself

I got, I got problems

I got, I got problems

I know, I’m not perfect, but I’m trying

When I do, I put a scratch on the silver lining

If I’m being honest, I’ve been lying

I wanna tell the truth 'cause I’m sick of what I’m hiding

I’ve always done what I want

I know, I’ve done my share of messing up

I got, I got problems

I got, I got problems

I’m sorry for the times I trip and I fall

You blame yourself, but it isn’t your fault that

I got, I got problems

I got pain in my mind and heart

I can never stop it once it starts

Something in the way like a bull I charge

I only ever hurt myself

I got, I got problems

I got, I got problems

I’m sorry for the times I trip and I fall

You blame yourself, but it isn’t your fault that

I got, I got problems

I got problems