Good Day Lyrics

"What is it like to be you all the time?"

My sister Meredith asking all her hippy questions

The kind that make me laugh till I hear my reply

"I guess I don't like being inside my body"

At Mom and Dad's its a time warp

A time machine

Hard to remember my life back in Tennessee

What do I do all day if I get nothing done

I guess I spend most my time outside my body

It's my day off I'm alone

In my new house on my phone

Give me a perfectly good day

Filled with the things I claimed I needed

And I won't feel it

I check off all the boxes to draw new boxes in

I've gotta let this shit go

Screaming into a pillow

That feels a little better

I'll try again tomorrow

Looking at Dad it's so easy to see

The pain in a pint glass of gin at three

Mine is a silent killer, you'd never know

I'm on a treadmill, perfection just beyond my reach

It's my day off in the sun

But a good girl's never done

Give me a perfectly good day

Filled with the things I claimed I needed

And I won't feel it

I check off all the boxes to draw new boxes in

I've gotta let this shit go

Screaming into a pillow

That feels a little better

I'll try again tomorrow

I'm not fucking around

I'm staring down the belly of it

The very center I so carefully avoided

I'm not playing around I'm touching the tenderness

Finding the light inside my body