Sent From My Toyota Tacoma

Where I stand, I hope you can reach my hand
'Cuz I just can’t move my feet
And when you’re mouth moves
Saying that you care about meI’m programmed to just shut down and leave
And I know that I complain, and have so many issues
And I thank you for letting me cry in your car
'Cuz I know that it won’t get me farI’m an addict and I’m ill
And I don’t know if I can change
But I’m happy to give it a shot
'Cuz you make me want to be a better person
When a year ago I thought I could notAnd I got PTSD from my family
I’m still mad at their ex-wives
I got a history of screams to stay away from me
So I’m happy you want in my lifeAnd I got PTSD from my family
I’m still mad at their ex-wives
I got a history of screams to stay away
From me so I’m happy you want me aliveWhen you’re in bed, asleep next to me
And you wouldn’t let me if I tried to leave
We sat in that cardboard box and I told you
What had happened to me
And you said you’d do your best to make me happy'Cuz I’m an addict and I’m ill
And I don’t know if I can change
'Cuz I’m happy to give it a try'Cuz you make me want to be a better person
And a year ago I wanted to die
And I got PTSD from my family
I’m still mad at their ex-wives
I got a history of screams to stay away from meSo I’m happy you want in my life
And I got PTSD from my family
I’m still mad at their ex-wives
I got a history of screams to stay away from me soI’m happy you want me
I’m happy you want me
I’m happy you want me alive