How Things Are

It takes a lot for me to put this on here, cuz this is what I felt when I wrote this. Raw, true feelings:

How Things Are 2/9/04

Each time it seems they're in the clear,
It looks as though he didn't hear
the things she told him that night
About
How things are.

Her heart is in a vice
And although she tries to be nice
When she'd rather be mean, she can't.
'Cuz thats not
How things are.

Out all weekend having fun
He never thought to call the one
Who makes him feel appreciated
and asks him everyday
How things are.

Said that he knew
"No one would treat him like I do"
They would all give up, and say "go to hell"
because that's
How things are.

Things taken for granted can be taken away
He should be thankful everyday
And let people know they matter
'Cuz thats the way
Things should be.

Divide his time between his girl and his friends
to be sure his relationship doesn't end
They won't be mad, and she won't be sad
And that's the way
Things should be.

But they aren't.

Can't fix a problem if you never try
Make the girl you care about lie in bed and cry
She thinks she's not good enough and that you dislike her... And that's
How things are.

But they don't have to be.