Lyrics

All I see outside is problems I've been hidin' in my room I don't think I'm gonna solve 'em But I can try, you know I do I keep my distance from the phone lines I just found out it's Saturday Picked my guitar up for the first time, in months Forgot how much I love to play And all my friends tell me I'm so bad with faces I think I've seen too many Been to far away places Got stamps I don't remember From two-hour vacations I'm too good at complainin' Considerin' everything 'Cause I'm not one to turn on a blind eye There's things I should acknowledge And take responsibility for Feel like I might die Every time I walk out the door All I see outside is problems I hope they're mostly gone by June Yeah, all I see these days is problems But my favorite one is you Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh 'Cause I'm not one to turn on a blind eye There's things I should acknowledge And take responsibility for Feel like I might die Every time I walk out there door All I see outside is problems I've been hidin' in my room I don't think I'm gonna solve 'em But I can try, you know I do (Bet you know I do) All I see outside is problems I hope they're mostly gone by June Yeah, all I see these days is problems But my favorite one is you Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Writer(s): Gradon Lee, Bryce Ross Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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