Letra de Problems of Our Own

I’m sick of you calling me late at night
Complaining about how much your life sucks
Why don’t you look at the good instead of the bad?
Cause we’ve all got problems of our own
That’s why I never pick up the phone

Cause shit on shit equals more shit than I can deal with
And I got problems of my own

You think that the world revolves around you
You think that your shit don’t stink
There’s thousands of people dying everyday
And I’m sorry you feel alone
But, we’ve got problems of our own

And shit on shit equals more shit than I can deal with
And we’ve got problems of our own

Yeah. We’ve got problems of our own
Yeah. We’ve got problems of our own
Yeah. We’ve got problems of our own
Yeah. We’ve got problems of our own

It’s nice to feel appreciated
It’s nice to feel loved
It’s nice to feel appreciated
It’s nice to feel loved