If I sing the same song over and over
Will it start to sound believable and better?
Will all the syllables slice my tongue into parables?
And will I start to feel more beautiful?

Why’s there a but on the end of every positive statement I'm making?
Will I finally give in let my life begin?
Be okay with being happy adjacent?

It's all good I'm doing great
I haven’t cried one time today
I'm happy standing still in place
When my life starts I won’t be late
It’s all good I'm doing great
I won’t miss calls from mom today
I'm glad I'm here my ends aren’t frayed
When my life starts I won’t be late

When my tattoos start to match my outfit
Maybe I’ll feel less like an idiot
And then I’ll prove my parents wrong
Finally make it off a song
And quit asking for help

Why’s there a but on the end of every positive statement I'm making?
Will I finally give in let my life begin?
Be okay with being happy adjacent?

It's all good I'm doing great
I haven’t cried one time today
I'm happy standing still in place
When my life starts I won’t be late
It’s all good I'm doing great
I won’t miss calls from mom today
I'm glad I'm here my ends aren’t frayed
When my life starts I won’t be late

It’s all good I'm doing great
I like who I could be today
Times running out don’t hesitate
When my life starts I won’t be late