I can't expect to leave a life I've always lived. A father who likes drinking and a mother who doesn't care. When everyone makes fun of how poor my family is.
I sit in the boring hot sun. Riding on top of my big John Deere. With all of the noise from the engine. It's no wonder that I can't hear. . There is one thing that I know is true.
Some say it's wrong. But I don't know when. I'm unaware of things. I said then. . Never watch my mouth. I wish I knew the things. That I'm not supposed to say.
My stepson has a gun. He shows me who's number one. He's aware of my welfare. He tells me he doesn't care. . He never listened to me. He turned his mom against me.
I wish I could go off far away. Where time moves too slow, day after day. . I'll wait and I'll sit and watch the clouds. As they pass by. I'll wait and I'll sit and watch the clouds.
Every time I look inside myself, I'm my only friend. I try to put my feelings on a shelf so that the pain will end. There's a crowd around me and I don't feel that I'm safe.
I'm happy to be sad. I'm happy to be sad. I'm happy to be sad. I'm happy to be sad. . I'm sad because I'm happy. And I'll throw my cares away. I love to see the clouds.
I really don't like the taste. Of all those green apples. They don't seem to go away. I am tired of seeing. . All of those green apples. I run into everyday.
I look out my window up into the sky. And I wonder where it all comes from. It seems so harmless to me but I can't help wondering. How it affects someone.
It's hard for me to read your mind. I'm too afraid of what I'll find. . All my certainty starts to sail away. The only thing that I know. Is that I don't really care.
It's starting to get hot outside. I think my feet are gonna fry. I have to go but I sit down in the weeds. It takes a lot to get me in. . I need to stop for my cool aide now.
Please look at me now. Look at all the things I do. I won't pay attention to you. I hope I can gather a crowd. . Everyone should know I'm at my happiest.