Oh Lord my nose has already been broke Oh Lord my house has already been robbed So what's the matter with you What's the matter with you Who made you God? Oh love my days are already a joke Oh my love I'm just about ready to talk all about What's the matter with me What's the matter with me It's you When I said, it's almost impossible not to believe in a war I meant, it's almost impossible just to believe in you You you you It's almost impossible not to be sold anymore Oh Lord I'd bow to the lady with sanity clouds up above My love let's hold onto hope and let go of the hurt And what's the matter with me No matter what's the matter with me I still need you (Chorus) It's almost impossible not to be sold anymore.. And I'll take the winding road Why must we take the winding road, the road I don't say it's over.. For you, for you Oh Lord my nose has already been broke