[Verse 1]
I see you at the liquor store leaving with the cheapest can of beer on the shelf
You ain't living on the street, but you barely making rent, and I relate because I'm struggling myself
I see you smile at the clerk while you fumble through your purse, I just wish I had a little more to help
I imagine where you living, how you feeling, what you love and who you'll be if you can make it out your hell
I see you at the bus stop, looking at the sidewalk, smoking half a cigarette, waiting for a ride
Kinda limp when you walk and look away when you talk, you're ashamed, I can see it in your eyes
Probably got a NASCAR shirt and a car that you love, but you're here 'cause you're too afraid to drive
It's been almost ten years since the day that you crashed, can't forget about the little boy's life
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody's got a story; if you look a little closer, you can see it in the wrinkles in their face
They can hide it in the silence, they can bury it and fight it, but it comes out when their hair is turning grey
You can feel it if you touch 'em, you can tell that they are troubled, you can hear the story running through their veins
We all travel different roads, and we put on different clothes; underneath it all, we're really all the same
[Chorus]
We've all got problems, and we all feel alone
We've all been haunted by the secrets we hold
We could fill our coffins with the rocks they have thrown
Or we could build our castles with the sticks and the stones
We've all got problems, and we all feel alone
We've all been haunted by the secrets we hold
We could fill our coffins with the rocks they have thrown
Or we could build our castles with the sticks and the stones
I see you at the liquor store leaving with the cheapest can of beer on the shelf
You ain't living on the street, but you barely making rent, and I relate because I'm struggling myself
I see you smile at the clerk while you fumble through your purse, I just wish I had a little more to help
I imagine where you living, how you feeling, what you love and who you'll be if you can make it out your hell
I see you at the bus stop, looking at the sidewalk, smoking half a cigarette, waiting for a ride
Kinda limp when you walk and look away when you talk, you're ashamed, I can see it in your eyes
Probably got a NASCAR shirt and a car that you love, but you're here 'cause you're too afraid to drive
It's been almost ten years since the day that you crashed, can't forget about the little boy's life
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody's got a story; if you look a little closer, you can see it in the wrinkles in their face
They can hide it in the silence, they can bury it and fight it, but it comes out when their hair is turning grey
You can feel it if you touch 'em, you can tell that they are troubled, you can hear the story running through their veins
We all travel different roads, and we put on different clothes; underneath it all, we're really all the same
[Chorus]
We've all got problems, and we all feel alone
We've all been haunted by the secrets we hold
We could fill our coffins with the rocks they have thrown
Or we could build our castles with the sticks and the stones
We've all got problems, and we all feel alone
We've all been haunted by the secrets we hold
We could fill our coffins with the rocks they have thrown
Or we could build our castles with the sticks and the stones
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