On a ripped piece of paper
I wrote down how I really feel
And it gets clear, somethin’ bout you
Yeah, you and I are similar but different
Do you feel the same way?
I’m getting my hopes up

Not me, it won’t be easy for me
Still, you fill up my days
Not yet, I tell myself, like a fool
I can’t swallow the words that linger in my mouth
It’s not fine
It’s not fine

With my hair tightly tied up
I’m cleaning up my messy room
I’m looking for somethin’ new
Sometimes, I get this overwhelming feeling
Of having to do something
So I move around for no reason

When one day, one month, one year passes
You said you’d probably smile and reminisce but

Between the meaningless jokes, back-and-forth conversations
And all the people, I look like I’m fine
I pretend to be numb and I try to smile
I try to turn around from your shadow but

I keep thinking about our last moment
The words “take care” was it for our plain breakup, oh!
Not yet, I tell myself, like a fool (I tell myself)
I can’t swallow the words that linger in my mouth
It's not fine
It's not fine
It's not fine


Fine - Taeyeon


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