It's only a little piece of sky
It's only a little tear in my eye
Take the ones you think will last
Take another one on my behalf
And as long as we can hold it together
Well, the rest can go to hell
And as long as we can hold up in here
As the weather starts to swell
I'm thinking of a number
Somewhere between me and you
I'll just sit here for a minute
Watch the oil water red and blue
So take a walk around the grounds now
Hear the sprinklers chiming in
And as long as we can hold up in here
We'll let the rest of the world begin
(I don't think anyone can tell)
I told you I'm not well
"See? I told you I was sick!"
I told you baby, yeah I'm not well
I told you I'm not well
Pretty soon everyone can tell
So I sold off all your memories
Gave away all the things you don't need
But there's something I couldn't let go of
But it's nothing you don't know of
So let's just call it quits now
And farewell those Graceville girls
And as long as we can hold up in here
And wave goodbye to this world
(I didn't think anyone could tell)
But I told you I'm not well
I told you baby, yeah I'm not well
I told you I'm not well
And pretty soon everyone can tell
Merry Christmas baby
We're gonna miss you baby
Merry Christmas baby
We're gonna miss you baby
Merry Christmas
You're gonna miss us
Merry Christmas
You're gonna miss us
I’m Not Well was written by David McCormack.
I’m Not Well was produced by Custard.