I listen to Tchaikovsky and cry   Pour myself a glass of red wine   I was thinkin' of something you said   Hey, it's okay to behave      Life is like a glass of cheap champagne   Bein' thrown in your face by your date   Three hundred miles away   Hey, it's okay to behave      When solitude comes 'round   All you have to do is lay down   Extend your hand into its hand   And feel the grip that's crushin' you      I go on a run through the hills   I love how the sweat makes me feel   Drink a gallon of water a day   Hey, it's okay to behave      I bury my nose in a book   Learn how the knight captures rook   Castle the king to A1   Hey, it's okay to behave      When solitude comes 'round   All you have to do is lay down   Extend your hand into its hand   And feel the grip that's crushin' you