Split Ends

I'm not gonna pretend it doesn't hurt 'Cause it does, and that shit stings like a burn One more round of fake smiles for this week Please Okay doesn't really mean I'm doing okay You feel that in some kind of personal way Don't call in the middle of the night when I'm weak Please Hey, I'm okay with these split ends And I'm not here to make friends I know you know I know This shit is difficult But I'll get through the night So hey, I'm okay with these split ends If a cheap shot is the best that you can do C'mon give up, you've got nothing else to prove It's a long fall from your high horse to the ground Now Okay doesn't really mean I'm doing okay I feel that in some kind of physical way Don't cry out in the middle of the night for me Oh, please Hey, I'm okay with these split ends (I'm okay, I'm okay with these split ends) And I'm not here to make friends (I'm okay, I'm okay with split ends) I know you know I know This shit is difficult But I'll get through the night So hey, I'm okay with these split ends It was an uphill battle But you were one hell of a war I just want my space But then what the hell was all of it for It was an uphill battle But you were one hell of a war I just want my space But then what the hell was all of it for Hey, I'm okay with these split ends And I'm not here to make friends Hey, I'm okay with these split ends (I'm okay, I'm okay with these split ends) And I'm not here to make friends (I'm okay, I'm okay with split ends) I know you know I know This shit is difficult But I'll get through the night I'm okay with these split ends Hey, I'm okay with these split ends