(Verse 1) My get-up-and-go got up and went last Tuesday Left a note that said "It's just too hazy." My smile's on loan, a costume that don't fit The mirror's giving up, crack by crack, bit by bit. I cancelled sunrise, drew the shades on the afternoon This heavy blanket's getting lighter way too soon And every "How you doing?" is a landmine in the dirt Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine—it doesn't even hurt. (Pre-Chorus) It's not a wave, it's just the static sea Where nothing's wrong, but nothing's fine with me And the engine of my heart's just idling in neutral A ghost in the machine, feeling neither pride nor brutal... (Chorus) I QUIT trying to be okay for you I QUIT the things I'm supposed to do I QUIT the fight to just get out of bed I QUIT the hopeful things I never said I QUIT the war inside my head I... quit. (Verse 2) The pills are just like pebbles dropped into a well I listen for the splash, but I could never tell My thoughts are just a rerun, static on a screen A scratched and skipping record of a "has-been" and a "has-never-been" My chest is just a cage of inconvenient bone And the person that I was? Yeah, I think he up and left town Now there's just the tired echo when the world comes knocking down A hollow "Come on in," to a room that's mostly drown... (Pre-Chorus) It's not a storm, it's just the constant rain A quiet, grey, and suffocating pain And the script they gave me, lines I can't remember Just a dull, unending, cold November... (Chorus) I QUIT trying to be okay for you I QUIT the things I'm supposed to do I QUIT the fight to just get out of bed I QUIT the hopeful things I never said I QUIT the war inside my head I... quit. (Bridge) So save your silver linings, pack up your "You'll get through its!" Your "What's there to be sad about?" and your "Just shake it, lose it!" This isn't sadness, it's a weight It's not a phase, it is my state It's the quiet, flat horizon The emptiness they're selling lies on! (Chorus) I quit trying to be okay... I quit the charade of the day... I quit the fight to just get out of bed I quit the living, but I'm not quite dead I quit the war inside my head... I... quit. (Outro) I... Quit...
