It starts Right here Where my heart-working-too-hard pain demands to be felt Oh, it seems impossible That everything we did and built and wrote And thought and discovered will be forgotten And all of this will have been for naught and CHORUS What will they say After I'm gone? Is there something wrong With just being me? Why must I make A legacy That only leaves a scar I want the grace to believe There's no fault in our stars I've spent my whole life chasing immortality Having the need, not just a want - to be extraordinary There's a certain unpleasantness to drowning in the knowledge That I'll die in the middle of a sen-- And I want that sentence to count Have I misplaced my faith While the s*uttiness of time pervades? Is salvation after all, just temporary anyway? And the only thing worthwhile is Living my best life today
And trusting it's enough to love and be loved? What will they say After I'm gone? Is there something wrong With just being me? Why must I make A legacy That only leaves a scar I want the grace to believe There's no fault in our stars Can I trust you when you say okay Okay Okay Can I trust you when you say it'll be okay Okay Can I trust you when you say okay Okay Okay Can I trust you when you say that I'm okay Okay What will they say After I'm gone? Is there something wrong With just being me? Why must I make A legacy That only leaves a scar I want the grace to believe There's no fault in our stars And now I see it's okay In this little infinity I like my choices and hope you like yours I know that to live My best life today Is to bequeath a mark I have the grace to embrace There's no fault in our stars