[Chorus]

No I’m not okay

I’m a fucking emo cliché

Jamming all the sad songs

Cut me open

I need sentimental surgery

Say anything to drain the misery

Under my skin

Cut me open

I need sentimental surgery

[Verse 1]

I’ve been feeling on the fringes

Dark clouds painted on my fingertips

I hope it’s only a phase

But I’m cynical

Got this shadow on my shoulder

Thought that once I’d gotten older

That it’d fade

Now I’m afraid

That it just may be clinical

[Pre-Chorus 1]

I can’t remember why everything changed

Into a mess

Now I confess

Only romance is chemical

Shut down again, like

“When will this all end?”

Are we living or just surviving?

[Chorus]

No I’m not okay

I’m a fucking emo cliché

Jamming all the sad songs

Cut me open

I need sentimental surgery

Say anything to drain the misery

Under my skin

Cut me open

I need sentimental surgery

[Verse 2]

I’ve been trying not to get my hopes up

That there’ll be an end in sight

That black dog you heard about’s an animal

Got this devil on my shoulder

Tells me that I’m getting older

Romanticizing death

And I’m aware that that’s regrettable

[Pre-Chorus 2]

I can’t remember why everything changed

Are we living or just surviving?

[Chorus]

No I’m not okay

I’m a fucking emo cliché

Jamming all the sad songs

Cut me open

I need sentimental surgery

Say anything to drain the misery

Under my skin

Cut me open

I need sentimental surgery

[Chorus]

No I’m not okay

I’m a fucking emo cliché

Jamming all the sad songs

Cut me open

I need sentimental surgery

Say anything to drain the misery

Under my skin

Cut me open

I need sentimental surgery

[Post Chorus]

Cut me open

I need sentimental surgery

(Oh) Cut me open

I need sentimental surgery...

(Sentimental surgery)