There comes a time in every life
you grow up and move away
Or you can say that you're satisfied
and grow old here and stay
But things ain't really taking off
And everybody here can see
I watch them pack their cars and run
But that ain't gonna be me
Made a mess of less of a man
It's too late now for me to go changing
So I'm holding out as long as I can
And I pray to God that I can survive
And come out on the other end
of living in desperate times
I got a boy in elementary school
My wife quit her job to stay at home
So I start another one in May
But don't think that I'm complaining,
They're more than mouths I gotta feed
Hell, the truth is I depend on them
Way more than they depend on me
And these desperate times
Made a mess of less of a man
It's too late now for me to go changing
So I'm holding out as long as I can
And I pray to God that I can survive
And come out on the other end
of living in desperate times
In these desperate times of breaking
Made a mess of this little man
It's too late now for me to go change it
So I'm holding out as long as I can
And I pray to God that I can survive
And come out on the other end
of living in desperate times
