I'm not good with depression So I put my mind to other things I'm not one for dark thoughts So I've already pawned your rings I'm not built to stay jealous So I'm happy that you're his I'm not much for bitter So I'll leave right after this I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel I stand no chance to win on appeal I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel I stand no chance to win on appeal Not one for ceremony So I'll keep it very plain Not keen to lose composure So I'll choke back any rage I'm easy to convince So I'm cutting off my ears Not trying to be told So I'll send you home in tears I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel I stand no chance to win on appeal I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel I stand no chance to win on appeal I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel I stand no chance to win on appeal I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel I stand no chance to win on appeal I'm rather quick to trust So I'm choosing not to listen I'm one for second chances So 1.5 is all you're ever getting