just fine

I wake up and dread the day ahead of me

And hit snooze until I fall asleep

I shout my lungs out 'til I can hardly breathe

And then I'll do my laundry (just kidding)

I don't want to feel good or even happy anymore

And I don't say this so you'll have someone to feel sorry for

But it's true, I don't feel good or even happy anymore

I'm quite content with fine

I'm out of gas, so I can't go anywhere

So lay in bed in my underwear

There's no point in me brushing my tangled hair

If the rest of my life's in disrepair (are you okay?)

I don't want to feel good or even happy anymore

And I don't say this so you'll have someone to feel sorry for

But it's true, I don't feel good or even happy anymore

I'm quite content with fine

I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm quite alright

I'm fine (they're fine), I'm fine (they're fine)

I'm doing just fine, I'm fine (they're fine)

I'm fine (they're fine), I'm fine

But, I don't want to feel good or even happy anymore

And I don't say this so you'll have someone to feel sorry for

But it's true, I don't feel good or even happy anymore

I'm quite content with

Quite content with

Quite content with fine