Another evening spent in the corners of my brain Where I wander off into the dark And I close my eyes and hope the wolves won't follow me But hope's hard of hearing, so I'm waiting for the teeth I had to learn that the helping hand Can be the same that holds the knife And no, I'm not well, but I'm alright You gotta learn how to take your hits when your hands are always tied And no, I'm not well, but I'm alright I memorize the ceiling with a fire at my feet While I give myself advice that I can't keep I no longer ask myself what any of this means I just want my mind to quit so I can finally fall asleep Yeah, I'm just waiting for my mind to quit So I can finally fall asleep I kept falling for the broken wing because I couldn't pick the fight But don't believe them when they tell you that the bird won't bite I can't tell you if it got this way or if it started as a lie And no, I'm not well, but I'm alright I kept falling for the broken wing because I couldn't pick the fight But don't believe them when they tell you that the bird won't I can't tell you if it got this way or if it started as a lie And no, I'm not well, but I'm alright