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My dreams stream like a big screen in the sky scream and I cry I'm a good guy trying to live my life on the good side feeling like I could die looking for a good time always looking good so I never understood why I never could shine..maybe cuz my x no good wife gets the best of my checks and what's left is a no good dime leave me so low I couldn't make it up even if I could climb couldn't make it up even if I could lie..I'm in trial bills in a pile trying to afford since she filed for support..I took a beating cuz I couldn't look away from the cheating since breaking up every day is a mistake shaking when I'm waking up every thing she's taken will she ever make enough..all the strain and the struggle and the pain trying to adjust us to much to juggle busting up my life all the dust and rubble bubbled up into a puddle in a bubble