Perfectly Alright

The truth, anything but,
would be pleasant right about now.
And this sharp pain in my gut
ain't so pleasant right about now.

Don't tell me what I still refuse to believe.
I'm perfectly alright in being naive.
I'm perfectly alright in being naive.
Don't tell me what I still refuse to accept.
I'll take this with arguments lodged in my chest.
I'm trying as hard as I can.
Yeah, I'm doing my best.

Your touch sends chills down my spine.
Not the good kind, not the good kind.
And these thoughts that race through my mind
aren't the good kind, not the good kind.

Don't tell me what I still refuse to believe.
I'm perfectly alright in being naive.
I'm perfectly alright in being naive.
Don't tell me what I still refuse to accept.
I'll take this with arguments lodged in my chest.
I'm trying as hard as I can.
Yeah, I'm doing my best.

I'll hang up this phone,
I don't want to hear your voice.
I'll hang up this phone,
I don't want to hear your voice anymore.
Hear your voice anymore.

Don't tell me what I still refuse to believe.
I'm perfectly alright in being naive.
I'm perfectly alright in being naive.
Don't tell me what I still refuse to accept.
I'll take this with arguments lodged in my chest.
I'm trying as hard as I can.
Yeah, I'm doing my best.

I'm doing my best.
I'm doing my best.
I'm doing my best.