Perfectly Alright

The truth, anything but, would be pleasant right about now
And this sharp pain in my gut ain’t so pleasant right about now

[Chorus]
Don’t tell me what I still refuse to believe
I’m perfectly alright in being naive
I’m perfectly alright in being naive
Don’t tell me what I still refuse to accept
I’ll take this with arguments lodged in my chest
I’m trying as hard as I can
Yeah, I’m doing my best

Your touch sends chills down my spine
Not the good kind, not the good kind
And these thoughts that race through my mind aren’t the good kind, not the good kind

[Chorus]

I’ll hang up this phone
I don’t want to hear your voice
I’ll hang up this phone
I don’t want to hear your voice anymore

[Chorus]