Problems

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, I could pull our charge But 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 then I got, I got problems (Hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh) (Hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh) I got pain in my mind and heart I can never stop it once it starts Something in the way, I could pull our charge But 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 then I got, I got problems (Hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh) I got problems (Hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh) (Hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh) --- Problems - Papa Roach