My life is a constant entrapment of
Tunnels which tangle and wind and beguile
And regardless of where I may tumble or
Funnel I wonder what's really worth while

Bum bum bum bum

Sometimes it can seem like a nightmare-ish dream
And I'm falling with nothing to hold
Sometimes I get flustered and beaten and blistered
Abandoned outside in the cold

But all of my friends help me go
And all, all of my friends let me know
That's all in my head, there's no room to be blue
Everything will be fine, I'll be making it through

Bum bum bum bum

It's hard to be charming and smart and disarming
It's hard to keep up with the rest
It's hard to fulfill everyone's expectations
It's hard to pretend you're the best

But all of my friends help me go
And all, all of my friends let me know
That's all in my head, there's no room to be blue
Everything will be fine, I'll be making it through

How do you feel?
You've been concealing your worries from the world
But you can reveal them to me
We might assist, if we really exist
But you're all in my head, there's no room left for you
Everything will be fine, I'll be making it through