I'm fine
So, shall I kick off with the bad news?
We've had a year full of abuse and lies.
There was some love, there were some fights.
But was it all for this prize?
A bitter view in your eyes?
Cause I would die to see you cry of what you tried that Thursday night.
You should have called me to say I'm sorry but that's part of your poisoned pride.
Why did you want me?
I sure am sorry for this waste of precious time.
Thirty different ways to die.
You've thrown away your chance to shine and now I am proud to say I'm fine.
