Another evening spent

In the corners of my brain

Where I wander off into the dark

And I close my eyes and hope

The wolves won't follow me

But hope's hard of hearing

So I'm waiting for the teeth.

I had to learn that the helping hand

Can be the same that holds the knife

I know I'm not well but I'm alright

You gotta learn how to take your hits

When your hands are always tied

I know I'm not well but I'm alright.

I memorize the ceiling

With a fire at my feet

While I give myself advice that I can't keep

I no longer ask myself

What any of this means

I just want my mind to quit

So I can finally fall asleep

Yeah I'm just waiting for my mind to quit

So I can finally fall asleep.

I kept falling for the broken wing

Because I couldn't pick the flight

But don't believe 'em when they tell ya that the bird won't bite

I can't tell you if it got this way

Or if it started as a lie

I know I'm not well but I'm alright.

I kept falling for the broken wing

Because I couldn't pick the flight

But don't believe 'em when they tell ya that the bird won't.

I had to learn that the helping hand

Can be the same that holds the knife

I know I'm not well but I'm alright.

(I know I'm not well but I'm alright)