Details in the Fabric

Saved message:
Hey, what's up... Uh... I lost it, I just lost it. It's one of those days. I fucking lost it, I just blew up, fucking, at my whole entire.. fucking apartment building. I told everyone to go fuck themselves. I'm just having a hard time hanging on today and uh, fuck it, I don't know...

Calm down,
Deep breaths...
And get yourself dressed
Instead...
Of running around
And pulling all your threads and...
Breaking yourself up

If it's a broken part, replace it
If it's a broken arm then brace it
If it's a broken heart then face it

And hold your own,
Know your name
And go your own way.
Hold your own,
Know your own name
And go your own way.

And everything... will be fine.

Hang on...
Help is on the way
Stay strong...
I'm doing everything

Hold your own,
Know your name
And go your own way.
Hold your own,
Know your name
And go your own way.

And everything,
Everything, will be fine.
Everything...

Are the details in the fabric
Are the things that make you panic
Are your thoughts results of static cling?

Are the things that make you blow
Hell, no reason, go on and scream
If you're shocked it's just the fault
Of faulty manufacturing.

Everything.. will be fine
Everything.. in no time at all
Everything...

Hold your own,
And know your name
And go your own way.

(Hold your own) Are the details in the fabric
(Know your name) Are the things that make you panic
(Go your own way) Are your thoughts results of static cling?

(Hold your own) Are the details in the fabric
(Know your name) Are the things that make you panic
(Go your own way) Is it Mother Nature's sewing machine?

(Hold your own) Are the things that make you blow
(Know your name) Hell no reason go on and scream
(Go your own way) If you're shocked it's just the fault
Of faulty manufacturing

Everything.. will be fine
Everything.. in no time at all
Hearts will hold

New message:
Yo, what's up man? I uh, I don't know I just wanted to say that uh, everything's cool with me now, I mean.. I just think, I think I'll always be funky, can't stop being funky, but I guess just uh, we just deal with it how it comes. Deal with the humps, take the jumps. I feel like you're an island of reality in an ocean of diarrhea. And I love you buddy. Ok. Bye.

-Jason Mraz (feat. James Morrison)