Doing Fine

There are times when I talk too much
when I think too much
and I drink too much
Is it ever enough or never enough?
So give me another
so I shut my mouth
and I shut you out
‘cause I’ve had enough with having just enough

Solace in this solitude
but my attitude is making this
a living hell
But I’m doing fine
and I wear it well, this polished shell
decorated with pretty pictures
of smiles and strength
but I’ve gone to great lengths
to cover up what it’s done to me

So just give me another
so I shut my mouth
and I shut you out
and go about this business
of killing myself
Give me just one more
excuse to leave this mess
I’ll clean it up
when I’m good and ready

So good bye to you
but you can stay
but I won’t play
with you anymore
Go away
I don’t care if you stay
but I’m not sleeping in this bed I’ve made
‘cause my back is broken
and I’m sick of going nowhere
with the stench of you holding me here

So give me one more
‘cause what I’ve got is not enough
So give me one more
so I shut my mouth
and go about the business
of killing myself