7 Foot Tall Post-Suicidal Feel Good Blues

I used to worry but I can't pay it any more mind
I used to think that I was bad to be one of a kind
Don't you worry, baby, I'm alright
I used to cry but now, I think it's tight

I'm a little big foot but I can't give up what you want

I used think about fighting when you shout on the street
I used think about suicide every week
Don't ya worry, baby, it's all gone
I'ma rocking it on my own

I'm a little big foot but I can't give up what you want

Ooh, it ain't so bad (So bad, so bad)
Ooh, I ain't so mad (So mad)
I'm a rocking this shit on my own
I'm the king of this city you know

I used to hunch my back to make you notice me less
I used to fret about the way you saw me at my best
Don't you worry, baby, I'm alright
I used to cry but now I think it's tight

I'm a little live wire but I can't give up what you want

Ooh, it ain't so bad (So bad, so bad)
Ooh, I ain't so mad (So mad)
I'm a rocking this shit on my own
I'm the king of this city you know

I made believe, you married me in deep July
The knot we tied, your pale white dress and my Sunday best
A hopeful start but you broke my heart
And now I'm too sad to go on, oh, no, I'm not
It was all a dream, I just can't stop making believe