When I come home at Christmas, we act like nothing's different, like we froze in time
A new corner of town seems far less innocent now
But I stay, I stay polite and bite my nails and hold my breath
Don't say the things I should've said nine years ago
Could cut the tension with a knife
Everything, everything's not fine
If I'm being honest
Everything, everything's not fine
You still hit the hardest
Everything, everything's not fine
It's not fine, no
Sitting here in this basement, my old pink city player
It really brings me back
I think of you less often, cause coming home's the problem
You just come flooding back
If I called you out, I know I bet you'd turn it around
Call me obsessed and say I'm crazy
Trying to cover up your crime
Everything, everything's not fine
If I'm being honest
Everything, everything's not fine
You still hit the hardest
Everything, everything's not fine
Sometimes I wish that I could just forget to ever happen
I wish I could take the memories and lock them in the attic
I still have so much to say to you
I fell in the habit of keeping everything in
Life would be so different if I never even met you
I would meet someone and trust them
And not think that they're all like you
I would love myself a bit more
Sleep a little better if I see you again
Everything, everything's not fine
If I'm being honest
Everything, everything's not fine
You still hit the hardest
Everything, everything's not fine
It's not fine, no, yeah
It's not fine, it's not fine