I don't want to be part of the problem
I try so hard to get roughed up
Fists on up, it looks that easy

It looks that way to me
It looks that way to you
But then there's you telling me I can

Then there's you screaming say something
I want the ocean right now
I want the ocean right now

I get so jealous that I can't even work
There I am in the morning
I don't like what I see

I don't know how it's become such a problem
Keep you up all night if I try to remain calm
How can they ask why I feel so angry

Do you see my problem if I never explain it
But then there's you asking me how long
Say something, it's taken me so long