What's the use in pointing out
What's making me feel down and out
There's not much sense to it
And who are you to tell me
Just who I am that's right you're me
My best self
And what's so great about you
I live most days without you
I'm doing fine; most of the time
An ocean of emotion
And a notion of what I am
An ocean of emotion
And a notion of what I am
I need more alcohol I need less cortisol
It feels like everything stops making sense at all, at all
An ocean of emotion
And a notion of what I am
An ocean of emotion
And a notion of what I am
Who made it so hard to care
Good people stop to sit and stare
You wanted me to be happy
It's easier said than done
An ocean of emotion
And a notion of what I am