Intro: Dm , Dm , C , G/B , Bb , Dm

              Dm
Hey God, I'm just a little man got a wife and family 
       C
But I almost lost the house 
Yeah, I bought into the dream
        G    
We're barely holdin' on, when I'm in way to deep
            Bb 
We're two paychecks away from living out on the streets (Dm) 
         Dm
She's a workin' single mom, like a Saint she doesn't complain
     C
She never says a word, but she thinks that she's to blame
     G 
Her son just got convicted, he blew some punk away 
             Bb
She did her best to raise him, but the world got in the way 
    Dm                                   C
Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on 
                              G/B
Seems like all the good shits gone
                                   Bb
It keeps on getting harder hanging on 
    Dm                                       C
Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream 
                                   G/B
These days you've even harder to believe 
                         Bb          Gm
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God...
                   Dm       (Dm)
Do you ever think about me 
 Dm                                   C
Born into the ghetto in 1991, just a happy child 
Playing beneath the summer sun 
    G
A vacant lots' his playground, by 12 he's got a gun 
                              Bb    
The odds are bet against him, junior don't make 21 
    Dm                                   C
Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on 
                              G/B
Seems like all the good shits gone 
                                   Bb
It keeps on getting harder hangin' on
    Dm                                      C
Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream 
                                   G/B
These days you've even harder to believe 
                         Bb          Gm
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God...
                   Dm       (Dm) 
Do you ever think about me

solo : Dm  C  G/B  (Bb)  Dm

    Dm
I'd get down on my knees 
I'm going to try this thing you way 
        G/B                            Bb
Seen a dying man too proud to beg spit on his own grave 
Dm
Was he too gone to save? 
         C
Did you even know his name? 
    G/B                     Bb
Are you the one to blame, I got something to say 

    Dm                                   C
Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on 
                              G/B
Seems like all the good shits gone 
                                   Bb
It keeps on getting harder hangin' on
    Dm                                      C
Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream 
                                   G/B
These days you've even harder to believe 
                         Bb          Gm
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God...
                   Dm       (Dm) 
Do you ever think about me

fim: Dm  C  G/B  Bb  Dm