"It all works out," That's what I say out loud When I'm the one giving advice to you But as you tell me now I forget just how to find these words To mean much anymore And I've been searching for an hour in my closet Trying to figure out what to wear For a day I'll spend alone in my room Leaning in, I'll cut the back of my hair You decorate The back of the stage With my things As you sing about who you were And were you better then When you didn't have to tell me how It all works out in the end? And I'm still searching for an hour in my closet Trying to figure out what to wear For a day I'll spend alone in my room Leaning in, I'll cut the back of my hair Leaning in, I'll cut the back of my hair