FineYou can stab me in my eyes, with broken glass? or a knife I don't mind, that's fine.
You can kick me in my face, tell me I'm a disgrace I don't mind, that's fine.
But when you tell me, are you not sure about me?
You leave my heart here pounding, I don't think I'll get by, but everything else is just fine.
You can force it down my throat, all the notes that I wrote I don't mind, that's fine.
You can set my house on fire, (Why don't you go there? I think I'm better off dead) and if I can't make it out on time, that's fine.
But when you tell me, you're not sure if you need me, the ground erodes beneath me, I need you to survive, if I could only have you I'll be fine.
That's fine, that's fine,? that's fine, everything else is just fine.