Feeling good on a Wednesday

The image of me that you see
Is distorted, twisted, broken, fractured
Isolated miles out to sea

I don't want a separate place
I need to feel safe not thrown away, away, away

And I will push (push)
To tear down the walls
(Push, push)
Of this box you put me in
(Push, push)
Because you don't understand

Push, ow, hot, push, ow, hot
And though you push
(Push, push)
To find a label that fits me
I'm feeling good on a Wednesday
With the sparkling thoughts

Help me unload the car, ya, ya, ya

And so I push to close the door
Of the stall you've made for me
To keep me away
And now we push, push
To stand together
Because I am Lorde
Ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya, I am Lorde
I am Lorde, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya, I am Lorde
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
I am Lorde
Ya, ya, ya