i'd explain how i felt if i thought i could but we got an understanding and it's well understood: she treats me too good for my won good, and if she jumped off a bridge, you know i would...
oh no, you see, it's not you (it must be me) oh no, i pray that i'm enough to make you stay...(no way)
i could dwell on this until i die it's ridiculous, but it's the fear i hide i get so jealous at the wrong times i may be senseless, but i'm not blind
everyday above ground is a good good day everyday you're around it makes me believe if i'm not six feet down then i'm well on my way everyday above ground i'm tired, oh everyday