22 years and my life is still,
Take a look around you mister I swear you'll have your fill,
And I'll tell you a tale about heartache and the loss of faith,
I can see you're sorta troubled and from the looks of your face, You ain't got no money you ain't got no place,
But I swear you ain't seen heartache, until you've said hi to me, Hey player look around take a look outside,
You know I just wasn't made for these times,
I won't pretend to understand, I wont be telling no lies,
And what you don't understand, is what you criticize. Hey Mr. Good Soul, won't you tell me about your sins?
Did you k** the one you love?
Did you push her away?
Were you waiting to start over again?
Hey, he's a good kid,
Nah he ain't the flashy kind,
I won't pretend to understand, I won't be telling no lies,
I ain't ever wanna cross your mind And what I got to feeling was total shame,
Tasting the salt on your tongue and understanding her slang,
But it humors me to see it, it just don't matter to me,
Then I remember what my daddy said to do,
At times like this when I was feeling blue,
He said, "Don't think twice son, it's gonna be alright.." Hey player look around take a look outside,
You know I just wasn't made for these times,
I won't pretend to understand, I wont be telling no lies,
And what you don't understand, is what you criticize. Hey Mr. Good Soul, won't you tell me about your sins?
Did you k** the one you love?
Did you push her away?
Were you waiting to start over again?
Hey, he's a good kid,
Nah he ain't the flashy kind,
I won't pretend to understand, I won't be telling no lies
I ain't ever wanna cross your mind Hey Mr. Good Soul, won't you tell me about your sins?
Did you k** the one you love?
Did you push her away?
Were you waiting to start over again?
Hey, he's a good kid,
Nah he ain't the flashy kind,
I won't pretend to understand, I won't be telling no lies
I ain't ever wanna cross your mind Wishing her heartache keeps her alive,
Cause it's just too easy to die,
I know what's her haunting her mind,
I know what scares her tonight,
A lost lover girl now that I see around
I don't care if her pulse goes cold,
But I want her pain 'till she's old,
Don't you look at my face, don't come around this place
I hear the low spark high heeled girls,
I look good without a shirt.