Why Good People Suffer

I tell you what I want to never more than what is safe

I show you what I want to and the rest I hide away

Sometimes I can feel myself leaning towards the basest of things

Am I just a liar or a killer or a beast?

Should I sit in judgement?

Would I have to judge me?

I couldn't tell you why good people suffer

I couldn't tell you why the bad ones run free

God showers blessings on the righteous and the wicked

I only know that that covers

Covers me

Do I feel like screaming when the weak fall to the strong?

Would I trade my freedom for a cheap thrill, right for wrong?

And even if I could just rid the world of all the evil within

Would that include me?

Well I guess it would depend

Should I sit in judgement?

Would I have to judge me?

I couldn't tell you why good people suffer

I couldn't tell you why the bad ones run free

God showers blessings on the righteous and the wicked

I only know that that covers

Covers me

Who am I?

I couldn't tell you why good people suffer

I couldn't tell you why the bad ones run free

God showers blessings on the righteous and the wicked

I only know that that covers

Covers me