I’m not ok
But I’m ok with that
You’re probably the best thing that could happen
To an artist with a bit too much self worth

An empty room with a desk
I’m moving out but moving on just doesn’t seem what’s best
I look at you and know that life continues after this
And that’s the best thing that I’ve heard

Only now, will anyone be listening to what we have to say
I’m over it now, but I’m still not ok, but I’m still not ok

It’s so far down, will anyone be willing to welcome us to stay
It’s overdone, but we’ll be ok, yeah, ok ok

I’ve got a problem
I can’t decide if I like you better as an artist or a friend
But it’s not a bad one I don’t need to pretend
That either one is far behind

Don’t get me started
The pleasure has been mine, cos I’m working with an artist
With a point of view that leaves me highly criticised

Only now, will anyone be listening to what we have to say
I’m over it now, but I’m still not ok, but I’m still not ok

It’s so far down, will anyone be willing to welcome us to stay
It’s overdone, but we’ll be ok, yeah, ok ok

Solo
(Am, Em, Am, Em, F, Em,G)

Tell my friends and family I’m going home
It won’t make sense because my home is here with them
I have only had a couple years or so
To make great plans with a greater cast of folks I don’t deserve to understand
What could possibly be any wrong with this
I’ve taken time and time again but anymore would be too much than I think my heart could give
I could not have written a better script
So be proud and please allow the sad parts to remind you I exist
Cos I would not be me
Without you
You’re the passion and creation that will drive me to the depths of what I do
I wish that I could write a song to make you understand the way I feel
But that’s not possible cos I’m not even sure that what you’ve done to me is even slightly real
But I’ll write a hundred fucking songs in the hopes that they’d go on inside our memory
It’s clear to me that no one really knows what they have done
It’s understandable to some cos people tend to handle courtesy with joy and with surprise
I’ve arrived here at a crossroads
There’s the lives that you all have and there’s the lives that you should want
It isn’t bad but I would rather live my whole life here with us
Than to focus on my future and lose sight of all this love
Love comes in many forms
The form you’ve given me
Is the only form that I will ever need
It kills me
God knows it kills me
To learn to love you all just in time to leave
And I will say goodbye
A hundred times if it only keeps you fresh inside my mind

Only now, will anyone be listening to what we have to say
I’m over it now, but I’m still not ok, but I’m still not ok

It’s so far down, will anyone be willing to welcome us to stay
It’s overdone, but we’ll be ok, yeah, ok ok

Repeat!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’m not ok
But I’m ok with that
You’re probably the best thing that could happen
To an artist with a bit too much self worth

An empty room with a desk
I’m moving out but moving on just doesn’t seem what’s best
I look at you and know that life continues after this
And that’s the best thing that I’ve heard