It’s nature versus nurture
And I’m the dark horse riding up
A moment short of monster
And I chalk it up to luck
I hurt the people that I love
I love the people that I’ve hurt
But considering the circumstance
I guess it could be worse

I could imagine myself happy
But I would always know the truth
I take no wing on flights of fancy
I’m burdened by the proof

I’m pushing my fair share of rocks
What else am I supposed to do?
You either get to rolling them
Or else they get to rolling you

I’ve never been the kind
To look for meaning or a sign
But if there is some higher being
Would you tell me that it’s fine
And tell me true
I’d have to believe it coming straight from you
But my own voice breaks the silence
An offering of violence
On my self
And I can’t believe in anybody else

But every thousandth song or so
The turn signal syncs with the radio
And I know
It’s gonna be OK
Oklahoma

A nickel’s worth a quarter
If you’ve got it in your hand
If you’ve ever been hungry
Then a quarter’s worth a grand
I hurt the people that I love
I love the people that I hurt
But if you stick around forever
We can try to make this work

Let’s take out loans and wreck our credit
Let’s get a second mortgage too
I don’t understand half of it
But that’s what adults do

It beats living in your car
Or feeling like a burden to
Everybody that you know
And those that think that they know you

But if I had a buck
For every person that I fucked
So I would have a place to sleep
Then I guess I’d be in luck
I’d buy a house
We’d stay inside and never would come out
They’d break and take it all from us
I’m speaking about me I trust
You see
The evil they is really only me

But on winter days when traffic’s slow
The only sound is feet on snow
And I know
It’s gonna be OK
Oklahoma

And maybe I’ll remember this
But probably I won’t
Don’t think my words mean anything
I’m telling you they don’t
I hurt the people that I love
I love the people that I hurt
I’ll just keep on saying it
Until they put it on a shirt

They sell your mental illness to you
And file you away
I haven’t been so happy
Since I haven’t seen the day

And I keep taking all these pills
What else am I supposed to do?
You either get to taking them
Or else they get to taking you

When I open my eyes
I am frightened and surprised
I have to do it all again
I have to prop up all these lies
It’s quite a list
It’s hard enough pretending to exist
I’m stifled by the gravity
The great crushing depravity
Of it all
I look around but there’s nowhere to fall

But then I spot the purple glow
Of a street light not too far from the road
And I know
It’s gonna be OK
Oklahoma