least of all

i'm drunk tonight on all hallow's eve
and the full moon is bearing down on me
i tried to escape the judgment in his eyes
but the man up there, sees me for all my lies
cause i'm not getting better, i know it's true
i lie to myself to see what gets through
not much is sticking
least of all

this idea that i have that I'm better off alone
that i'm healthier than when i left
that my mind isn't gone
that i'm seeing it through to a brighter tomorrow
and life is okay despite all the pain
that i've left all my sorrow

i don't expect much difference by thanksgiving day
but i'm gonna keep trying to feel okay
i don't want to give up yet even though i know better
but even the man on tv can't always predict the weather
and i'll keep coming up with these clever lines
and i'll try to believe these lies
but not much is sticking
least of all

this idea that i have that I'm better off alone
that i'm healthier than when i left
that my mind isn't gone
that i'm seeing it through to a brighter tomorrow
and life is okay despite all the pain
that i've left all my sorrow