Happiness Isn't a Fixed State

Last week, somebody took the agony that they keep

And threw it on the words that I speak

Last week

Today, I saw the person that made me this way

So I ran into the nearest café

Not gonna face that today

It's kinda scary, it's kinda sad

How many people turn from good to bad

And I have so much left to feel

I have so much left to feel

They seem to pick me

Straight through my bones

You know sometimes

I just wanna get home

And I have so much left to feel

I have so much left to feel

She said lonely, maybe they're just the lonely ones

Expressing themselves through moving thumbs

Expressing themselves through boredom

And you used to say happiness isn't a fixed state

It depend on what you look at and how you relate

You were so wise and now

You're so full of hate

It's kinda scary, it's kinda sad

How many people turn from good to bad

And I have so much left to feel

I have so much left to feel

They seem to pick me

Straight through my bones

You know sometimes

I just wanna get home

And I have so much left to feel

I have so much left to feel