Panic! At The Disco: Everything is alright

Tell me that you're alright Yeah everything is alright Oh please tell me that you're alright Yeah everything is alright Give me a reason to end this discussion To break with tradition To fold and divide Cause I hate the ocean, theme parks and airplanes Talking with strangers, waiting in line I'm through with these pills that make me sit still "Are you feeling fine?" Yes, I feel just fine Tell me that you're alright Yeah everything is alright Oh please tell me that you're alright Yeah everything is alright I'm sick of the things I do when I'm nervous Like cleaning the oven or checking my tires Or counting the number of tiles in the ceiling Head for the hills, the kitchen's on fire I used to rely on self-medication I guess I still do that from time to time But I'm getting better at fighting the future "Someday you'll be fine" Yes, I'll be just fine Tell me that you're alright Yeah everything is alright Oh please tell me that you're alright Yeah everything is alright Give me a reason (I don't believe a word) To end this discussion (of anything I've heard) To break with tradition (they tell me that it's not so hard) To fold and divide (it's not so hard) So let's not get carried (away with everything) Away with the process (from here to in-between) of elimination (the long goodbye) I don't want to waste your time Tell me that you're alright Yeah everything is alright Oh please tell me that you're alright Yeah everything is alright (Alright) Tell me that you're alright (hi, everything's great) Yeah everything is alright (everything's fine) Oh please tell me that you're alright (hi, everything's great) Yeah everything is alright (Everything's fine) [4x]