I live under the saddest man alive I can hear every drop when he cries
When I ask him hows he doingI can see the pain when he liesHe humbles meHe's my conscience acted out in front of meI wonder what happened to himWhat hurt him so deepThere's his tears againHis tears are louder than the rain I seeand he cries more when it rains to meAnd it happen to rain all weekIts depressing knowAfter the argument with my love to beThat I may end up just like my neighbor above me...