I'm Alright

I like that

I've got your card stuck to my fridge
Stuck underneath the corner of the grocery list
I said I'd call and I just might
Make an appointment for Wednesday night
I lie on your couch, ask me anything
The truth comes running out as I lay twisting my ring

I'm alright
I'll get myself together, get on the next flight
I'm alright
I'm alright
I'll get myself together, get on with my life
I'm alright

When I picked up a magazine
From the stack on the table across from me
I held it up to hide my cherry red face
God forbid the friend of mine to catch me this kind of place
Freedom for me don't come so easily
Stuck inside my head, I just wanna believe

Tell me I'm alright
I'll get myself together, get on the next flight
I'm alright
I'm alright
I'll get myself together, get on with my life
I'm alright

I left it all alone for too long
I left your kid on through the wrong
I'm too far gone
I'm better off to leave it alone
I'm too far gone
Better off to leave it alone

I'm alright
I'll get myself together, get on the next flight
I'm alright
I'm alright
I'll get myself together, get on with my life
I'm alright
I'm alright
I'll get myself together, get on with my life
I'm alright