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Yeah (uh-huh) Just sit on the couch,
right? (tsk)
He nods his head and he takes a little note Writing down
my life like a funny little joke
Says 'how does that make you feel inside?' Like I got a
million places left to hide
He tells me 'take a breath,
it's gonna be okay'
Just sit back and let the clouds drift away But my head
is on fire and the room is getting tight And you're selling
me a dream that it's all alright
Honestly, fuck that, I don't wanna hear it Plastering a smile when
I'm broken in my spirit
(no way) Honestly, fuck that,
you don't know the pain Trying to sell me sunshine standing in
the rain
Fifty-minute hour then you kick me out the door Leave me with
my pieces scattered on the floor (scattered) Charging hundred-fifty just to tell
me 'be present' When my whole existence feels heavy and unpleasant You
read it in a textbook,
got it on the wall But you don't hear the crash when
the towers start to fall So keep your little coping cards,
keep your quiet space I'm tired of the pity staring at my
face
Honestly, fuck that, I don't wanna hear it Plastering a smile when
I'm broken in my spirit
(no way) Honestly, fuck that,
you don't know the pain Trying to sell me sunshine standing in
the rain
Yeah... It's not
alright. And that's just how
it
is.