Don't Try to Tell Me Things Are Going to Be Okay (I'm Fine)

Let's have a shallow conversation that doesn't threaten us at all
and keeps the ever creeping closeness and the unavoidable
sense of depending on someone in a way that's meaningful away
so when we cut it off it will not kill us both

What if someone else got to you first on the night we were introduced
and I just drove home, and you drove home, and we lived our whole lives through?
Would I feel some void or absence - or did that come from knowing you
and worrying that you're also alone?

Some things don't get easier or ever quite get off your mind
Something else just takes their place and they get pushed back in the line
But a sleepless night provided me with a little extra time
to wonder if your wondering about the same, old haunts as I
and to smile to lie and say, "I'm fine" 

I guess I was wrong in saying that all I wanted was a friend;
for friends grow into lovers if you're not carefully watching them
It's a time old, tested method to find how deep you've let one in
when you keep fighting to maintain things past their end...

Some things don't get easier or ever quite get off your mind

Something else just takes their place and they get pushed back in the line

But a sleepless night provided me with a little extra time

to wonder if your wondering about the same, old haunts as I

and to smile to lie and say, "I'm fine" 

and to be the kind of coward who denies
Oh, I'm a coward, I'm a coward, and I'm fine...

Trust me, there's no place I'd rather be than anywhere but here
But my heart won't let me be that far from you...