Lyrics: Corinne Savage/Stephen Wrabel/Ben Abraham
Music: Corinne Savage/Stephen Wrabel/Ben Abraham
You’re on the phone
with your mom
You look happy
I’ll sit on the couch
With the dog
While she’s napping
I’ll wait my turn
But I have
To say something
Before I lose my nerve
Haven’t been sleeping
Haven’t been eating
Or I’m just eating too much
Haven’t been cleaning
Haven’t been feeling
I think I should tell you
I’m not doing well
It’s hard to say it honestly
Don’t know how to ask for help
When I don’t know what’s wrong with me
I hope that saying it out loud
Makes a little less scary
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
You hold my hand
And I struggle
To let you
You say you’ve
known for a while
But it’s nice to hear me say it
You’re holding space
And I don’t
Wanna take it
I’m trying to learn how
Haven’t been sleeping
Haven’t been eating
Or I’m just eating too much
Haven’t been cleaning
Haven’t been feeling
I know you could tell
I’m not doing well
It’s hard to say it honestly
Don’t know how to ask for help
When I don’t know what’s wrong with me
I hope that saying it out loud
Makes a little less scary
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
I’m not doing well
Look me in the eyes
Tell me you’re
Not worried about me
If I look away
If I cry
That’s a good thin