And there's this empty space where you once were
There's so much room left in my head
And I try hard not to let it show
But it's so hard living when you're dead
Have you ever grieved for what's not truly gone
Trying to pin joy up like a moth
How disappointing it is to wake up
I'm not dead no I'm not dead
I don't know how I'm supposed to feel
I wish I felt something more
And I don't need you all to coddle me
I'm fine and nothing more
They ask how is he, how are you?
Not great, not great
Oh Beth dear, a vision of strength
Thanks, I want to die as of late
Have you ever grieved for what's not truly gone
Trying to pin joy up like a moth
How disappointing it is to wake up
I'm not dead no I'm not dead
I don't know how I'm supposed to feel
I wish I felt something more
And I don't need you all to coddle me
I'm fine and nothing more
I'm forgetting
Your face, your voice
I'm missing
Your face, your voice
Have you ever grieved for what's not truly gone?
Trying to pin joy up like a moth
How disappointing it is to wake up
I'm not dead no I'm not dead
And I don't know how I'm supposed to feel
I wish I felt something more
And I don't need you all to coddle me
I'm fine and nothing more
I'm fine and nothing more
I'm fine