[Verse] I can count my friends on my middle finger I can read the room but the ink is thinner My group of ambitious losers Try to sleep it off but the buzz still lingers Try to go without but my skin's a ringer I'm up and it can't be helped Doors are open Flooding the streets with desperation [Chorus] Everybody likes you I do what I can All the wasted paper when you wrote it in pen I got 99 problems and you're 99 problems About to have more trouble when you show that you can I can see it's pretty funny from the comfort of heaven Choked wheat with both hands of your friends I got 99 problems and you're 99 problems About to have more trouble when you show that you feel pitiful [Verse 2] I can dig myself into something deeper Seems I'm living hell so I must be reaper What you sow you reap in kind Try to take a deep breath when tide's receded If my lips are moving they must be pleading A prime of my life indulgence A cry for help Something like a mossy stone mid-roll [Chorus] Everybody likes you I do what I can All the wasted paper when you wrote it in pen I got 99 problems and you're 99 problems About to have more trouble when you show that you can I can see it's pretty funny from the comfort of heaven Choked wheat with both hands of your friends I got 99 problems and you're 99 problems About to have more trouble when you show that you feel pitiful [Bridge] The ones that live may never meet (Even on a day I know I'm sellin' myself short) Disparate pits are the family now (I'm looking at the price tag begging for support) Common blues affect us in extremes (Morbid curiosity keeping eye out for) We can't say we can do without (Why will no one issue the release?) [Outro] Everybody likes you Mud in one hand Didn't mean to break it But you show that you can Lie 'til you're in heaven Poison roots have new rings Measure time by whether or not that you still have no friends I said you have no friends
