[Verse 1] I say it with a little laugh Like that makes it less true Leave the ugly underneath Find something useful I can do Apparently there’s etiquette For coming fucking loose A little ache, a little grace And nothing that could stain the room [Pre-Chorus] Then I get home Take off the day Sit with the weight And nothing gives way [Chorus] I can’t cry Then it all comes up at once Every hurt I couldn’t reach Every swallowed “what the fuck” It never comes politely Never just enough I reach for one small feeling And the whole thing comes up [Verse 2] There’s a schedule for the sadness And a deadline for the mess Get some sleep, get some sunshine Make it look like progress I can do the shorter version I can make the update brief “Yeah, I’m good. Just busy.” What a lovely fucking week [Pre-Chorus] Save it for later Find somewhere alone Then later comes And nobody’s home [Chorus] I can’t cry Then it all comes up at once Every hurt I couldn’t reach Every swallowed “what the fuck” It never comes politely Never just enough I reach for one small feeling And the whole thing comes up [Bridge] Fuck a neat little timeline Fuck a tasteful amount Some things don’t get smaller Just because they don’t come out I kept it so together Now it all comes loose The anger brings the sadness And the sadness brings the room [Final Chorus] I can’t cry Then I’m crying over years Half of it is fury Half of it won’t turn to tears I was saving it for later Somewhere I could make a mess Now I’m sitting in the quiet With it ringing in my chest [Outro] I said I’m fine. I said it beautifully.
