I Can't Write It Down

I know it's a problem
I can't write it down
The things I am wanting
Are deep in me now

Are you worried about:
All the things you're without?
All the things you can doubt?
What you don't know?

I know it's a problem
I can't walk a line
And if I have lost it
It was never mine

Are you worried about:
All the things you can doubt?
All the things you're without?
What you don't feel?

But you think all the time
If you knew yourself, you'd be just fine
But you're not what they think
You can calm yourself with a small drink

But you're not just a lush
You can paint yourself with a broad brush
If they find out who you are
That you're just white trash
Sleeping in your car (Your car)

I know it's a problem
I can't write it down
The things I am wanting
Are deep in the ground