It's the happiest day of the yearnAnd I'm still alivenBut I don't know hownAnd I couldn't tell you whynFor the first time in a long timenI can finally say that I'm gladnTo be breathing and feelingnTonight made the world not seem as badnnThis is the storynOf half a year of my life in a nutshellnThough it's badly cracked, I am still intactnAnd I've been healing wellnThis is a warningnA reminder of just how cold it can getnMy fear of regretnIf I ever let this happen againnnI was waking upnAnd cursing the hands on my clocknAnd I was breaking upnMy nights are so bland and my days taste like chalknAnd I was burning upnI thought I might freeze; I was down on my knees in surrendernBut now I am fixing upnI’ve put it the effort, and now I feel better than evernnI was burning upnI thought I might freeze; I was down on my knees in surrendernNow I’m all fixed upnAnd I swear I am better than evernI swear I am better than evernBut I never stay better forevernnBut this just wouldn't feel rightnWithout a song of hopenAnd I'll be damnednIf I end on a minor notenAnd in four more bars nThis will all end where it begannThese white boy bluesnAnd this clichéd guitar in my hand