a minor variation

some days i have to give right in to the blues

despite how i try to keep fightin'

it's a sure shot i'm going to lose

and i'll tell you why

you think i'm crazy

it's such a sad composition

but can you blame me

for what's been causing my bad disposition?

ain't nothing new with my blue situation

and nothing's fine

it's just a minor variation

when troubles want to find me

i ain't hard to find

they know where i am

like a hungry pack of wolves when it's feeding time

they tear up a man

and it's a strange thing

cause now it don't really matter