Well this is easier now I found all the pieces I lost in the flood And it wasn't that much And though it's easier now I will always remember the night that I almost drowned All alone in a house
And the love that I lost With all of the shit that came out in the wash Just a pocket of fluff I'm not put upon I am free of from disease no greys, no liver-spots Most of the misery's gone... gone, gone to the bone
I'm not miserable now No one knows No one knows I'm not miserable
So the hymns that I sung Prayers for the fucked, from a bitter, forked tongue Sing of history now Though the corners are lit The dark can return with the flick of a switch It hasn't turned on me yet, yet
I'm not miserable now No one knows No one knows
I'm not miserable now No one knows No one knows I'm not miserable
