Then she cried

I gotta go out some place on my own
No reason but I'm gonna skip this song
I'm no good for children and I can't afford a home
So I'll spend the night out all alone
No job has ever made me rich
I'm too proud and time - it is a bitch
I never thought I'd find myself beat down
But I never learnt to play my hand right

Things I do are not necessarily related to how I feel
Don't explode, don't explain just say hello when we meet
It's good to know that I'm not alone
My demons go wherever I go
Tell me things I really need to hear

Sometimes life seems to be a complex scheme
Mom always used to tell me to believe
She never saw a good day, never lived just for herself
It's me or this bottle, then she cried.