Brightside

Everyone's the first to tell me, "get happy" All of my friends are clinically crazy Maybe I'm the crazy one of us all Everyone's the last to ask me what I want Screw how I feel it's never your problem Reciprocation was never mine to call Cause I'm calling up the hotline No one cares about my Life is good and life is great Until you wanna die Mother's so quick To fix me up in no time Looks at the glass Half full of wine And I'm calling from the South side Where I think my phone died Crying in a phone my ex forgot she left behind I'm facing these tough times Life's on a landline Everything's fine I'm just looking on the brightside You would be the first to ask me how my day is Instead of saying, "hi" and asking me for favors Maybe I expected a little too much And if I were to say what I'm truly feeling The world would call me out to be the villain Maybe I wished for more than I could trust "The sun is still shining The world is still turning The world will move on With or without me" No, but I can't think that way anymore Cause I'm calling up the hotline No one cares about my Life is good and life is great Until you wanna die Mother's so quick To fix me up in no time Looks at the glass Half full of wine And I'm calling from the South side Where I think my phone died Crying in a phone my ex forgot she left behind I'm facing these tough times Life's on a landline Everything's fine I'm just looking on the brightside To my therapist I'm late Crying on the interstate Calling up a number to a person to negotiate Freaking out inside myself Admittedly I need some help Crawling in my skin and I can't figure how to get out To my therapist I'm late Crying on the interstate Calling up a number to a person to negotiate Freaking out inside myself Admittedly I need some help Crawling in my skin and I can't figure how to get out How do I get out How do I get out Get out