Verso 1

Every single Sunday
He wakes before the sun
He pulls out of his driveway
Feels like the only one
Who sees the flashing red lights
Before their timers run
For most folks it’s a day of rest
But it’s his longest one

Refrão

Honestly I don’t see how
They ever could expect me to be fine
All the time

Verso 2

He parks in the back corner
The farthest from the door
He likes to leave the good spots
For folks who need them more
As he walks towards the steeple
He says a silent prayer
God help me lead Your people
God help me know You’re there

Refrão 1

Honestly I don’t see how
They ever could expect me to be fine
All the time

Refrão 1

Honestly I don’t see how
They ever could expect me to be fine

Ponte 1

Last year on a Friday
His best friend took his life
He tells me that he’s okay
Cause he wants to be the guy
Who always brings the brightside
The chapter and the verse
But who’s he supposed to turn to
When he’s the one

Interlúdio

Who’s hurt
Cause he’s the one who’s hurt

Ponte 2

Honestly it’s honesty
That broken people really need
But we all feel the pressure
To be fine
We hide the hurt that’s inside
We laugh so that we don’t cry
But even Jesus wept when His friend died

Refrão 2

Honestly we don’t have to be fine