No point telling me I was
A criminal jerk to your dad
No point telling me I was
Just losing track of my own flag
No point telling me that I'm
Irreversibly sad
Some of us, barely alive
Some of us never arrive
Some of us, trapped in our minds
I'm fine
No point showing me I was
Wrong all along
No point taking my hand
Lead me to the promised land
No point changing
What is mine
Some of us, barely alive
Some of us never arrive
Some of us, trapped in our minds
I'm fine
Have a good time
I'm fine
No point showing me what I
Can't find, no surprises
No point helping me, don't you
Feel bad, it always passes
I'm praying that he'll be there this time
Trusting he will come inside
Some of us, barely alive
Some of us never arrive
Some of us, trapped in our minds
I'm fine