i'd explain how i felt if i thought i could
but we got an understanding and it's well understood:
she treats me too good for my won good,
and if she jumped off a bridge, you know i would...
oh no, you see, it's not you (it must be me)
oh no, i pray that i'm enough to make you stay...(no way)
i could dwell on this until i die
it's ridiculous, but it's the fear i hide
i get so jealous at the wrong times
i may be senseless, but i'm not blind
everyday above ground is a good good day
everyday you're around it makes me believe
if i'm not six feet down then i'm well on my way
everyday above ground i'm tired, oh everyday
everyday above ground is a good good day
