Hell yeah I made it out What else would you expect? My mind's a mess and my heart's a wreck Oh well that's how it goes Another week and I won't know what it even means to be alone Call me all you want, I'm skipping town I'm going to cut my hair and feel fine for awhile Maybe start a band and call it So Long, You Were Right And find myself a new home every night So what you hate your past I don't think too about that Why worry if the ghosts can't get you Everyone's a poet these days Spouting off 'bout how they just don't get it Stop writing about life and living It's funny how I never know your name It's been 23 years and I still feel the same As lost as the next just waiting for a new way to say This hurts likes hell but it'll be okay Yeah this hurts like hell but it'll be okay This hurts like hell, but I'll be okay.