Issues

I’ve got issues, swimming in my brain
don’t you wish you didn’t have to see my pain
and I’m a disgrace to this face I’m putting on;
I’m not smiling on the inside at all.
And I know that there is nothing right to say
but I’ll say this anyway.
Don’t cry, c’os all the clouds will blow on by.
You and I can sit under a clear blue sky.
Don’t mind, any bullshit that you hear
those who mind don’t matter, those who matter don’t mind
we’ve got issues.
They say that everything will be alright,
just close your eyes tonight, and you will wake up feeling fine
they’re not aware that all these problems in my head
won’t just go away when I go to bed.
And I know that there is nothing right to say
but I’ll say this anyway.
Don’t cry, c’os all the clouds will blow on by.
You and I can sit under a clear blue sky.
Don’t mind, any bullshit that you hear
those who mind don’t matter, those who matter don’t mind
we’ve got issues.