Problems

I'm used to being up when the world sleeps Used to close my eyes but can never dream I never read the weather cause the world's cold And I don't want the gold without the rainbow Cause I got problems I got problems Only down cause I like the view I got problems I got problems Well this ain't good to sing the blues Love is like traffic on an open road I'm trying to keep going, it's impossible And if I wake up and wear the same clothes At least I'll look good at my funeral I got problems I got problems Only down cause I like the view I got problems I got problems Well this ain't good to sing the blues I got problems I got problems Only down cause I like the view I got problems I got problems Well this ain't good to sing the blues