I got issues, you got issues We all got issues I got issues, you got issues We all got issues Started when I found myself the keys Playing some notes that would start a mad disease Mama made me learn when I was eight Young James classical to jazz is what I play Seven years passed, I just began Making all the rock and roll records was my plan Never thought I'd see myself here But no one in the world can make your troubles disappear Take it back to 21 too Playing in a band with my brother like we do Nobody could tell but I was done Wanna be a doctor, quit my music while I'm young Couple weeks away but I'm a fiend Couldn't keep away from my guitar induced disease Now I don't know how to give up But something tells me I'm about to run out of luck I got issues, you got issues We all got issues I got issues, you got issues We all got issues Our love is so messed up You've had a heart for two or three long months Then you get the feeling that a part sucks You never thought your scars could be sewn up Then one day you have had enough You do it feeling sorry for yourself You wake up feeling all new and tough But you know you can't stay away from love I got issues, you got issues We all got issues I got issues, you got issues We all got issues Currently I'm working on my health Trying to get by but I could use a little help Giving up, smoking every day But life's too short, fuck everything they say Every now and then I wanna go Nelson been calling me, he really wanna know I just wish that I could have it all But nothing is better, nothing cares about me more I got issues, you got issues We all got issues I got issues, you got issues We all got issues I got issues, you got issues We all got issues I got issues, you got issues We all got issues