Hey God, I'm just a little man; I got a wife and family
But I almost lost the house; I bought into the dream
We're barely holdin' on, when I'm in way too deep
We're two paychecks away from living out on the streets
She's a workin' single mom; like a Saint, she don't complain
She never says a word, but she thinks that she's to blame
Her son just got convicted; he blew some cop away
She did her best to raise him, but the world got in the way
Hey God - tell me, what the hell is going on?
It seems like all the good shit's gone
It keeps on getting harder hanging on
Hey, hey, hey, hey God - there's nights you know I want to scream
These days you've even harder to believe
I know how busy you must be,
but hey, hey, hey, hey God - do you ever think about me?