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