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