Long face, hard pressed

To coax a little songbird from that ribcage in your chest

I know the ocean's in your eyes

I know the world is full of lies

And your diary's burning

Secrets churning up into the sky



Sing about your feelings

Sing about your feelings, you'll be fine



Tear all your jeans up at the knees

Go find a corner of the street

And play songs you know

About trains and smoke

And pretty things that bleed

Maybe the man has done you wrong

Maybe your folks don't get along

Or a boy was supposed to call you

But he left you by the phone



Sing about your feelings

Sing about your feelings, you'll be fine



You never thought it'd come to this

Trading a heart in for a fist

And a notebook's worth of furious scribbling

Aching in your wrist



Sing about your feelings

Sing about your feelings, you'll be fine

Sing about your feelings

Sing about your feelings, you'll be fine