Not OK!

Eighteen with a hammer at my senior prom

Ripping couches in the basement of a country club

That was my first panic attack

I knew I couldn't get my youth all back

I got a temper from my old man, used to black out

Then I started drinking liquor till my cash ran down

I was living in the house with the band

Couldn't pay rent, couldn't keep a job, didn't have a plan

Some days, man, I've got it all together

Most days though I'm just trying to get better

Everybody's got that something

We can't fix with love or money

Even when it pulls me under

Get so high that it just seems funny

How many times can I fake it

Before it breaks me? I'm not okay

I'm not okay

I'm not okay

Twenty-three and skipping obligations

For some fake crush when I start to lose my patience

I get stoned on going too fast

And what a rush when we finally crash

I know a little bit more now than I used to

But at the cost I payed, I'm pretty sure I got screwed

I spent a few nights sleeping in my car

Took it too far a couple times, getting kicked out of the bar

Some days, man, I've got it all together

Most days though I'm just trying to get better

Everybody's got that something

We can't fix with love or money

Even when it pulls me under

Get so high that it just seems funny

How many times can I fake it

Before it breaks me? I'm not okay

I'm not okay

I'm not o-

Okay, okay

Okay, okay

Maybe when fifty I'll figure it out

Get my shit put together in a nice clean house

Maybe that's a pipe dream

Everybody's got that something

We can't fix with love or money

Even when it pulls me under

Get so high that it just seems funny

How many times can I fake it

Before it breaks me? I'm not okay

I'm not okay

Everyone feels like they're crazy

Why can't I say it? I'm not okay

I'm not okay

Nah, I'm not okay