作词 : jonathon quiles作曲 : jonathon quilesI just like... I've never really talked about this, you know?YeahI pray the Lord my soul to keepThis can't be fixed, I'd rather weepI hate this house, I'm dying to leaveMy mom's a snake, my dad, he drinksDon't know my dad, he don't know meWe're not like how we used to beWe don't connect, we hardly speakHe tries to drive, I hide the keysI'm babysitting a grown man at seventeen, at seventeenHe's ****in' pissed and starts to screamMy heart races and skips a beatWe're face to face, I can't believeThat every day's the same old thingWe fight all night, I hardly sleepI wish he'd listen to me pleadA sober you is what we needThis wears me thin, I'm feeling weakI feel hopeless to say the least, ****He never slows down, uh, never slows down on the whiskyThe more shots he takes, the more riskyMost times, things tend to go south quicklyHe's depending on liquor, we're depending on himHe's calling outta work, there's no money coming inWe're about to lose the house, how can we let it slip?Factor in the fact that I have to hold all of it inI hate when...They ask, "How's life?" I'm like, "It's fine"I sigh, they know, deep down, I'm lyingThey ask, "How's life?" I'm like, "It's fine"I sigh, they know, deep down, I'm lyingOoh, I'm lyingOoh, I'm lyingOoh, I'm lyingI'm broke and empty inside****YeahI pray the Lord my soul to takeI lost my hope, I lost my faithI hate this house, wish I'd escapeMy dad's a drunk, my mom's a snakeDon't know my mom, she don't know meShe's out all night and can't be tracedIt's been a week, ain't seen her faceWe hardly speak, what can I say?I'm dealing with a grown woman who can't be saved, who can't be savedShe's lost her mind, she's a lost caseShe's filled with greed, I'm dying to say"It don't matter how much you makeWhen you account how much you've waste"She blows her checks, she gambles lateShe takes her shot, we're in her aimShe doesn't stop, the bills aren't paidShe blames my dad when she's to blameTell me, how much more can I take? ****She never slows down, uh, never slows down on the gamblingHer life falls apart as time passesShe's blind to all of the things that can happenShe's losing control and she can't get a gripShe's addicted to the slots, there's no money coming inWe're about to lose the house, how can we let it slip?Factor in the fact that I had to hold all of it inI hate when...They ask, "How's life?" I'm like, "It's fine"I sigh, they know, deep down, I'm lyingThey ask, "How's life?" I'm like, "It's fine"I sigh, they know, deep down, I'm lyingOoh, I'm lyingOoh, I'm lyingOoh, I'm lyingI'm broke and empty insideYeahI'm broken, I'm broken, I'm brokenI'm broke and empty inside
I'm Lying (Explicit)
I'm Lying (Explicit)