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"I'll be fine on my own," she said
"I don't need you inside my head"
(She'll be fine on her own, she'll be fine on her own)
"I'll be fine on my own," she said
"All my love's wrapped in shades of red"
(She'll be fine on her own, she'll be fine on her own)

No holds barred in the ring, so you'll fight me
Give 'em hell, give 'em teeth like you taught me
Tireless mess, seeking thrills, getting bitey
When I'm in doubt

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Pudgy face, kissing lace in the backseat
Wrinkled toss of the coin that I can't see
Punch forget out of you to be like me
Where around is enough for a family

"I'll be fine on my own," she said
"I don't need you inside my head"
(She'll be fine on her own, she'll be fine on her own)
"I'll be fine on my own," she said
"All my love's wrapped in shades of red"
(She'll be fine on her own, she'll be fine on her own)

Growing pains, splaying rain on the high sea
Scale a tree, snap a branch, so you can't leave
On the ground, lost and found, understand me
Putting words in my mouth, trying to get free

Solid punch, kind of eyes, make 'em wobbly
Gothic vine, growing fire in the lobby
Lighten up, buttercup, get a hobby
Yeah, swing, sucker, swing, finish sobbing

(She'll be fine on her own)
(She'll be fine on her own)
(She'll be fine on her own)
(She'll be fine on her own)

(She'll be fine on her own, she said, she'll be fine on her own)
(She'll be fine on her own, she said, she'll be fine on her own, she said)
(She'll be fine on her own, she'll be fine on her own)
(She'll be fine on her own, she said)
(She'll be fine on her own, she'll be fine on her own, she said)
(She'll be fine on her own, she'll be fine on her own)
(She'll be fine on her own)

I'll be fine, I'm alright, it's my body
Gonna stick to my guns like you taught me
Holy hell, I can tell that you hate me
Dying moon, keep me up, keep me waiting

I'll be fine, I'm alright, it's my body
Gonna stick to my guns like you taught me
Holy hell, I can tell that you hate me
Dying moon, keep me up, keep me waiting
Dying moon, keep me up, keep me waiting

Writer(s): Whistler Allen, Jake Luppen, Nathan Stocker, Zach Sutton, Jake Michael Luppen, Zach Mark Sutton, Nathan Todd Stocker, Whistler Isaiah Allen

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