Problems

In the sixth grade I was wishing I was older Not doing my work like I was supposed to Laying on my floor with my comic books open Just me, myself and me And in the eighth grade Had the world on my shoulders Warm inside but the house was getting colder Mom upstairs, and Dad on the sofa Is this how it's meant to be? Crawling down the path that you paved for me Lying on the bed that you made for me I ain't looking for prayers or sympathy Just hear me out Sure, we get older And we get wiser But don't try to tell me what to do 'Cause this kid's got problems too Maybe you're bolder A little bit stronger Don't try to tell me what to do 'Cause this kid's got problems too In the tenth grade We were skipping class and fooling teachers They never knew I was kissing her by the bleachers All my friends, they said she was a keeper She's the one for me Finished twelfth grade And once I graduated They said, "Go get a job, you know, one so you can pay a rent" No nine to five just show me where the stage is 'Cause that's the place for me I've been crawling down the path that you paved for me Lying on the bed that you made for me I ain't looking for prayers or sympathy Just hear me out Sure, we get older And we get wiser But don't try to tell me what to do 'Cause this kid's got problems too Maybe you're bolder A little bit stronger Don't try to tell me what to do 'Cause this kid's got problems too We're not so different (We're not so different) We keep on making the same mistakes We're not so different (We're not so different) Yeah, we keep on making the same mistakes We're not so different (We're not so different) Yeah, we keep on making the same mistakes We're not so different (We're not so different) We keep on making the same mistakes Sure, we get older And we get wiser (yeah) But don't try to tell me what to do 'Cause this kid's got problems too Maybe you're bolder A little bit stronger And don't try to tell me what to do 'Cause this kid's got problems too Back in the sixth grade I always wanted to be older But Dad's been gone And Mom was feeling lonesome Trying to fill the empty space in the sofa Just me, myself and me