Conversations With the Lord

What can I say? What can I do? I am a mess I am confused I'm not a man that needs to be loved I don't need to pray to the man up above Don't believe in a God But I believe in myself But I still look up when I see that there's nobody else Gimme a couple of chasers A bottle of Goose Hop out the car, and then I'll let it loose Fallin' and stumblin', I feel my stomach is bubblin' Open my eyes, and I feel my world crumblin' What do you think of me? I said, I said What do you think of me? When I've fallen down See me tumblin' down And I'm asking now What do you think of me? What do you see in me? 'Cause I spoke to God And told him to take all the pain from me But I'm hurtin' now Still hurtin' now You don't know what's it like You don't know what's it like To be me To be me To be me To be me You don't know what's it like You don't know what's it like To be me To be me To be me To be me Be me This is the end These are the credits This is the part when you pray to the reverend This is the part when you ask for forgiveness This is the part when you sit down and listen This is the end The end to my pain The end to the problems that made me insane This is the end This is the end