Falling Thru The Cracks

wild eyed man in the parking lot got a pistol in his hand his old lady holds the baby motor running to the van factory shut down, aint no work havent eaten in three days good hearted man gone desperate somebody's gonna have to pay what the hell! who cares? lives falling thru the cracks born too early, born too late on the wrong side of the tracks fighting for every breath you take just fighting to survive falling down and getting back up just trying to get by... she pours herself another drink dont temember how many she's had dont know whether she's crying cause she's mad or she's sad her feet hurt from her day job her back hurts from working nights her baby's sick again and they just turned off her lights what the hell! who cares? lives falling thru the cracks born too early, born too late on the wrong side of the tracks fighting for every breath you take just fighting to survive falling down and getting back up just trying to get by... what the hell! who cares?