No matter how you cry I can't make it right I'm marching on [?] Shit got me yawnin' You got your puppy eyes You got your pitiful sighs I got one advice A word of warning You thought that I could ease your mind You thought, but this I know If you want help, I should be last in line And I'll tell you why it's so I'm not the answer to your problems, ooh-ah-ooh-ah I'm not the one to help you out, ooh-ah-ooh-ah I never was the good Samaritan, ooh-ah-ooh-ah I'm not the one to sort you out Ahhhhh So take it away This whole game you play You gotta help yourself I got my own problems So I tried to say "I'm every kind of way" But you'll probably say "I ain't gonna solve 'em" You thought that I could ease your mind You thought, but this I know If you want help, I should be last in line And I'll tell you why it's so I'm not the answer to your problems, ooh-ah-ooh-ah I'm not the one to help you out, ooh-ah-ooh-ah I never was the good Samaritan, ooh-ah-ooh-ah I'm not the one to sort your out, ooh-ah-ooh-ah I'm not a shoulder you can lean on, ooh-ah-ooh-ah I'm just a someone who will say, ooh-ah-ooh-ah "I never was the good Samaritan," ooh-ah-ooh-ah I turned my back and walked away