I Found Out

I found out that I was the problem

Until then, I thought it was you

Lived each day in search of an answer

I'd find nothing before it was through

Without doubt, well, what would that make me?

Without certainty, what would you be?

I found God by looking in parked cars

It wore off, the day was then bleak

Pleases me to know I might be wrong

If only I had known it all along