This Is What Can Kill You

Sometime, not so long ago
When I was twenty-four
I sailed my sorrows out to sea
They're coming back for more
Lying there, the scenery
Drying like a bone
Though they're dead to me
They won't let me be
They won't leave me alone

'Cause if it's not a memory
It will get you down the line
This is what can kill you
Even when you're doin' fine
Even when you're doin' fine
Evеn when you're doin' fine
Evеn when you're doin' fine
Even when you're doin' fine
Even when you're doin' fine
Even when you're doin' fine

I know a man, he calls me out
Puts me back in line
Finishes my sentences
Tells me where to sign
I wish that every song I sing
Could turn into a dream
'Cause in that deep dark forest
Is where I want to be

'Cause if it's not a memory
It will get you down the line
This is what can kill you
Even when you're doin' fine
Even when you're doin' fine
Even when you're doin' fine
Even when you're doin' fine
Even when you're doin' fine
Even when you're doin' fine
Even when you're doin' fine