| Daddy got sober, Mama got his best friend
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| I’ve cut down crying to every other weekend
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| Thanks for asking how I’ve been
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| I’ve gotten too good at hiding it
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| With an «I'm okay», «things are great»
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| But the truth is
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| Yeah, the truth is
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| I’m doin' fine enough to know that everyone’s a little broken
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| Fine enough to learn that hearts are best when they’re wide open
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| I still got fear inside of me
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| I’m not okay, but I’m gonna be alright
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| For the first time, in a long time, I’m doin' fine
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| I’m doin' fine
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| Daddy signed the papers the day I turned 19
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| And Mama drove north to find a new beginning
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| I blamed God, I blamed myself
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| Then I found my knees and prayed like hell
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| It’s funny how a touch of grace gives you healing
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| Yeah, I’m healing
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| I’m doin' fine enough to know that everyone’s a little broken
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| Fine enough to learn that hearts are best when they’re wide open
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| I still got fear inside of me
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| I’m not okay, but I’m gonna be alright
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| For the first time, in a long time, I’m doin' fine
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| I’m doin' fine, oh-oh, oh-oh
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| All these old pains
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| And I wish they’d go away
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| But I guess you can’t be free without a fight
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| I’m doin' fine enough to know that everyone’s a little broken
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| Fine enough to learn hearts are best when they’re wide open
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| I still got fear inside of me
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| I’m not okay, but I’m gonna be alright
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| Oh, for the first time, in a long, long time, I’m doin' fine
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| I’m doin' fine
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Daddy got sober, Mama got his best friend
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| But I’m doin' fine
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| Yeah, yeah |