Things

Things are good
Things are fine
Things are mine
Since you’re not
The things I do I do purely for the love of us
Only to learn your main concern was that I was fucking up
Mistrust and lust is a bad mix
Add bits of mind games and tactics
Be prepared to not be able to repair
The tear, we just abandon
So wear broken heart on my sleeve like elbow patches
So where do we go from here, dear? Do we reconcile?
Try and find our groove like flipping through a record pile?
Or live it up, nip it in the bud like right now?
Pull the curtains up, turn the lights down
I can hear the fat lady starting to clear her throat
About to open up her pie hole for the high note
Things are good (Just let it run)
Things are fine
Things are mine
Since you’re not
Things are good
Things are fine
Things are mine
Since you’re not
Yeah, love, hope, sex, and fate
Together we never settle for nothing less than great
Even our first impressions made each other weak at the knees
Matter of fact it made our whole legs give way
Beatin' hearts, hell, we fell deep in love
Although we managed to walk away we still got and scars
With heaps of arguments, been sparring since
Now we’ve drawn a line in the sand, black marker ink
Huh, farewell to an era
‘Cause when the cloudy skies clear up
I realise that things are good
Things are fine, things are mine
Since you’re not, but guess what?
Things are good
Things are fine
Things are mine
Things are good
Things are fine
Things are mine
Things are good
Things are fine
Things are mine
Books and records
On the shelf
Tambourines
A kalimba
Things are good
Things are fine
Things are mine
Since you’re not
Since you’re not
Since you’re not
Since you’re not