I'm tired of small talk Excuse me but I'm going to lose my temper I want more health I'm tired of hearing opinions On how to have a better world But no one gets moving In this back-and-forth I know that now I'm going to take care of myself! How are you, all good? Despite, however, nevertheless, but, yet The waters will flow I won't cry If by chance I die of a broken heart It means I loved too much But while I'm alive Full of grace Maybe I'll still make A bunch of people happy!