Films About Killers
Terribly Happy
[You'll be okay
It's just your brain, not your heart]
The way those eyes glowed in the dawn, upside down on a couch
Watching films about killers
I didn't have to be strong man or a graduate
It was enough to be nothing
So let me fall into the arms of whoever's still around
We can hide away in mornings filled with indigo
From whatever force makes us uglier or angrier
And let J's whisper carry on
You'll be okay; it's just your brain, not your heart
You'll be okay; it's just your brain, not your fault
