i am a man that does not have a way.
millions of oceans can show me, you say.
we still run around like there's no better way,
and i don't stay.

so last night when you threw the glass on the wall,
you realized the end would be following.
you don't say what you mean when you need me to go.
so just know...

out on the highway in the desert unknown.
i'll find a way to get back to you, though.
i still run around like i don't have a home
cause even when i'm around, i've got no place to go.

and i know i'm not what you need,
but it's okay with me, yeah it's okay with me.

so how can i tell you i need you to stay?
i've done it before, it don't mean anything.

and i still wait around to see if they'll let me go
through heaven's doors, alone.

and i know i'm not what you need,
but it's okay--yeah it's okay with me.
yeah i realize it is settling,
but it's okay--yeah it's okay with me.
i'm not who i've led you to believe,
but it's okay--yeah it's okay with me.
yeah i realize it is settling,
but it's okay--yeah it's okay with me.
because you're the thing that makes settling,
so i'm okay with me, if you're okay with me.
cause i know you're not what i need,
but you're okay with me, yeah you're okay with me.

yeah you're okay with me.