This story's not about you
But I promise every word is true
I know it's hard to understand
When you've never been there
You can't imagine a life you've never lived firsthand
Or a body that feels like you just stepped into quicksand
I walk a constant line
Feeling good by myself on the one hand
Trying to live a life on the other side
I'm a canary that feels it all, sees it all
And I know just what the future holds
But you can't see it through your ephemeral blindfold
You won't see the comeback that I have made
You won't know the heavy price that I have paid
You can't grasp how much I've lost or what I've gained
And you won't know how amazing I am at turning troubles into
Lemonade
Lemonade
Lemonade
Lemonade
You might think that I shine
Well, you won't see me during all those times
I'm struggling with a body that has its own mind
I put a mask on the pain
Fight it alone and say I'm fine
But you will never hear me complain
Because I know when they say "how are you?"
They don't really want me to explain
The path I walk along fault lines
That criss-cross my shifting terrain
And how often it feels that I'm just trying in vain
Lemonade
I make lemonade
Lemonade
Lemonade
The isolation is the hardest part,
And the gulf between our experiences drives my friendships apart
'Cause if you don't know my war stories
And how I've had to contort
Then you won't see the exquisite scars across my heart
People untouched by struggle
People who've never bled
Won't ever hear a doctor say it's all in their head
So I offer up this story about the path I've tread
But they don't know what they don't know
And they don't know what I've said
Lemonade
I make lemonade
Lemonade
Lemonade