The Prettiots - Suicide Hotline lyrics

[Verse 1] On a scale of one to Plath I'm like a four My head's not in the oven but I can't get off the floor It's not that bad, I won't take it too far And hey, dream boy's no bell jar [Chorus] I'm not fine but I'll be okay I probably won't k** myself today [Verse 2] Woolf took a dip with some rocks in her pockets I'd say comparatively, I've got a bad case of the f** it's It's not that bad and I'm told I'll be fine But it feels like sh** right now, so just let me whine [Chorus] I'm not fine but I'll be okay I probably won't k** myself today [Verse 3] The sun rose for Hemingway when he was twenty-seven I've got a couple of years but I doubt it's gonna happen I'm pretty f**ing jaded for someone my age But I don't have any plans with Ernie's twelve-gauge [Chorus] I'm not fine but I'll be okay I probably won't k** myself today [Outro] I'm not okay but I guess I'll be fine Please don't call suicide hotline, hotline