Good Samaritan - The Hives

No matter how you cry

I can’t make it right

I’m marching on

Shit got me yawnin'

You got your puppy eyes

You got your pitiful sighs

I got one advice

A word of warning

You thought that I could ease your mind

You thought, but this I know

If you want help, I should be last in line

And I’ll tell you why it’s so

I’m not the answer to your problems, ooh-ah-ooh-ah

I’m not the one to help you out, ooh-ah-ooh-ah

I never was the good Samaritan, ooh-ah-ooh-ah

I’m not the one to sort you out

Ahhhhh

So take it away

This whole game you play

You gotta help yourself

I got my own problems

So I tried to say

«I'm every kind of way»

But you’ll probably say

«I ain’t gonna solve 'em»

You thought that I could ease your mind

You thought, but this I know

If you want help, I should be last in line

And I’ll tell you why it’s so

I’m not the answer to your problems, ooh-ah-ooh-ah

I’m not the one to help you out, ooh-ah-ooh-ah

I never was the good Samaritan, ooh-ah-ooh-ah

I’m not the one to sort your out, ooh-ah-ooh-ah

I’m not a shoulder you can lean on, ooh-ah-ooh-ah

I’m just a someone who will say, ooh-ah-ooh-ah

«I never was the good Samaritan,"ooh-ah-ooh-ah

I turned my back and walked away