Il testo della She's got a problem

In the end will it matter that you've gone?
In the end will i go on minding that you've gone?
Will the night always seem so long?
Is it really darkest before dawn?
Will i see whiskey as a mother in the end?

In the end will i smash my brains with drinking?
Till i fall down on the floor
Will i hiccup and jabber
Saying things i never meant?

Will i kiss and cry and wake to find
A sordid stranger by my bed?
Will the world shake its sensible head
And say the words that have to be said?
She's got a problem

Every problem has solution in the end
And solutions must be final
For help gets so unhelpful near the end

When i take my last ride
Down the big dipper slide
Will i care, will it matter
If the world should say?

She had a problem
She had a problem
She had a problem

In the end will it matter that you've gone?
In the end will i go on minding that you've gone?
Will the night always seem so long?
Is it really darkest before dawn?
Will i see whiskey as a mother in the end?