John needs to spend some more time alone
At first it was her conclusion, then now his own
The dream he's building is bright and tall
But the world's a big place and she wants it all
He cries as she packs her things, she smiles and goes

His best friend offers a sense of absolution, as he's hanging around
But his own tale only roughly outlines the pain and John tries telling him
One saw it coming and let her go
The other broke down from just having to know
I trust you my friend, but it's kind of not the same

It's not a disorder, I don't think I'm diseased
I'm just a little down in this space inbetween
I'm normal, I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I don't really need much sympathy
The strongest cry before they're free
In a burst of overwhelming relief, I'll be fine
I'll be fine

As much a surprise to him as to anyone, a girl makes him smile
And John forgets his train of thought
And why he was upset in the first place, thinking

It's not a disorder, I don't think I'm diseased
I'm just a little down in this space inbetween
I'm normal, I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I don't really need much sympathy
The strongest cry before they're free
In a burst of overwhelming relief, I'll be fine

And all along he's the second best
At everything, with the emphasis on the everything
Nevertheless, ten years go
His torn and frayed attention span
Is stretching between his and her demands
A perfect work of imperfect hands is let go

And John feels pretty bad for feeling ok
Mistakes must feel pretty right to make, if this is a mistake

It's not a disorder, I don't think I'm diseased
No matter what you want to see in me
It's normal, I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I don't really need much sympathy
The strongest cry before they're free
In a burst of overwhelming relief, I'll be fine

It's not a disorder, I don't think I'm diseased
I'm just a little down in this space inbetween
I'm normal, I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I don't really need much sympathy
The strongest cry before they're free
In a burst of overwhelming relief, I'll be fine
I'll be fine