Too Many Weeds In The Flowers
Too Many Pills In The Pharmacys Now.
Too Many Bugs In The Shower
There's Too Much Shit In The Air We Breathe Now.

Chorus: There's Toomuch Anger Inside Me
There's Too Much Scarring When I Bleed
There's Too Much Therapy I Need,
There Is No God That I Have Seen.

There's Too Much Doubt In My Mom's Words
There's Too Much Fear In The Way She Sees Life
I Wonder If I'm Just Like Her
I Wonder If I Can Make Myself Right

(chorus)

You Can Try To Help
You Listen Well
You Cannot Change The Way I See