More Than This

When I'm up in court

And they read my name out

And when I'm crying out all of my tears with no pennies to spend

I'm late on the rent now

And my kids go hungry

For the third time this week

And I can't deny that the system keeps failing me

Over again, over and over again

She said

And I'm down on my knees

And I'm waiting for

I'm down on my knees

And I'm praying for something to come that's more than this

For the broken hearted

From a broken home

Let down on the breadline and this ain't the first time

That my kids go hungry

Did I mention that?

The estate seems ugly

You may think I'm a junkie

I need to be able to put food on the table

Working two jobs a week

Just to keep paying my way

She said

And I'm down on my knees

And I'm waiting for

I'm down on my knees

And I'm praying for something to come that's more than this

If I make you believe

That we're needing more

And I wish you could see

We need more than this

Still down on the breadline

Should I mention that?

No food on the table

Did I mention that?

And my kids go hungry

And I mention that

Over and over and over and over

And I'm down on my knees

And I'm waiting for

And I beg and I plead

I'm living for

Something to come that's more than this

If I make you believe

That we're needing more

And I wish you could see

That we're living for

Something to come that's more than this

The estate seems ugly

You may think I'm a junkie

I need to be able to put food on the table