Long face, hard pressed
To coax a little songbird from that ribcage in your chest
I know the ocean's in your eyes
I know the world is full of lies
And your diary's burning
Secrets churning up into the sky
Sing about your feelings
Sing about your feelings, you'll be fine
Tear all your jeans up at the knees
Go find a corner of the street
And play songs you know
About trains and smoke
And pretty things that bleed
Maybe the man has done you wrong
Maybe your folks don't get along
Or a boy was supposed to call you
But he left you by the phone
Sing about your feelings
Sing about your feelings, you'll be fine
You never thought it'd come to this
Trading a heart in for a fist
And a notebook's worth of furious scribbling
Aching in your wrist
Sing about your feelings
Sing about your feelings, you'll be fine
Sing about your feelings
Sing about your feelings, you'll be fine
