Swear To God That I'm (FINE) [Acoustic]

Can you hear me or not? I'm having second thoughts I'm having dreams of traffic, crossing roads and no one stops I'm grateful, I swear I'm happy to be here But hope I die before the pretty girls God knows I can't compare, I swear Swear to God that I'm fine, maybe I could feel better I'm going out of my mind, strap me into the stretcher Why the fuck do I try? Going through all the motions At the end of the line, swear to God that I'm fine Swear to God that I'm So please excuse me, or not I'm in the same spot I'm spinning 'round in circles 'til my brain begins to rot And I'm thankful, I swear I'm lucky to be here But hope I slip into the sofa Make my body disappear Swear to God that I'm fine, maybe I could feel better I'm going out of my mind, strap me into the stretcher Why the fuck do I try? Going through all the motions At the end of the line, swear to God that I'm fine Swear to God that I'm I don't wanna be prima dona I don't wanna be (don't wanna be!) I don't wanna seem like the problem I don't wanna Swear to God that I'm fine, maybe I could feel better I'm going out of my mind, strap me into the stretcher Why the fuck do I try? Going through all the motions At the end of the line, swear to God that I'm fine Swear to God that I'm Fine, fine, fine Fine