It's difficult to describe the machinations of my life
Without acknowledging the ubiquitous discomfort
I know that I've been happy
It's just hard to surface from beneath the gossamer of guilt
That covers everything I've known

But when it's my turn to leave
I pray I'm known for more than my misery
Is that how you will remember me?

And if I'm being honest I'm unsure
If that question is mine to find an answer for
It doesn't feel like my place to dictate how you feel when I'm gone

All I know is that I harbor an inconsolable grief
For the life that I've allowed to be placed out of reach
By the ghost of inadequacy

I need you to know that I'm happier now
Than I've ever been, than I've ever been
I need you to know that I'm happier now
Than I've ever been

I hope you know that I'm happier now
Cause I'm happier now

But when it's my turn to leave
I pray I'm known for more than my misery
Is that how you will remember me?

But when it's my turn to leave
I pray I'm known for more than my misery
Is that how you will remember me?