People keep on telling me that it's ok If I'm not ok then know there will be better days But I'm sat here in my kitchen with my mental knife in hand I've been chopping at my throat for days and I still don't see the sun So don't ask me if I'm fine I'm not ok I don't see myself being that way I haven't been for years But I've got masks made up to cover up my tears Ok I don't see myself being that way I haven't been for years But I've got masks made up to cover up my tears I'm not ok I've been building up my repertoire of daily songs to sing They're ones that people need to hear when they say anything Well I'm singing that I'm fine today and I'll sing it back to you But my mask just cracked, now I'm back stage in my darkest room So don't ask me if I'm fine I'm not ok I don't see myself being that way I haven't been for years But I've got masks made up to cover up my tears Ok I don't see myself being that way I haven't been for years But I've got masks made up to cover up my tears I'm not ok I'm not ok I'm not ok I don't see myself being that way I haven't been for years But I've got masks made up to cover up my tears Ok I don't see myself being that way I haven't been for years But I've got masks made up to cover up my tears I'm not ok I'm not ok I'm not ok