Here's a long, evasive story

Of faded hopes and glories

Old chandeliers and scratched up 45s

Here's some hymns for my procession

And a couple drunk confessions

A lie soaked in rapture to hide

No, no lie, no lie

Believe me when I say

I'm trying hard today

But I'm not alright, no I'm not alright

Tell me it's not true

I would never lie to you

I'm not alright, no I'm not alright

Maybe you will see that it wasn't meant to

That it's me, no

The sit-ins of the faithful

The luxuries of regret

It's the faithless who will know loves tradgedies

An act of purification

A thought of past intentions

Spite me for minding my core duties

No, no lie, no lie

I can't believe you say that

You're better off this way

But I'm not alright, no I'm not alright

Tell me what you see

When you stare and look at me

I'm not alright, no I'm not alright

I'm sorry when I say

I'm still holding on today

And will you forgive me

When I'm found dead on this train

On the outskirts of Berlin

Doubled up on angel dust

And crying on my knees

For some God to come and save this lifeless soul for me

And my ghost will write these words as you cry yourself to sleep

I'm not alright, no I'm not alright

You never were to me

What I am looking for

I'm not alright, no I'm not alright

Tell me it's not true

I would not bully you

I'm not alright, no I'm not alright

Maybe you will see that it wasn't meant to be

That it's not me