Happier
Quick kid quips, so harsh and cynicalTouches stricken cold and clinicalWhat a transformation to beholdBut I don't like this new, I want the old
It's not the words that make it finalYou've said such things before to rival themBut it's how you say 'em now that's changedCold but sympathetic all the same
You'd like to convince me that I'll be better offSo you go on and I'll be happier, I'll be happierYou go on, yeah, you go onYou'll be gone and I'll be happier
Shoot me with your rubber bulletsYour finger's on the trigger, pull itI know you want this suffering to endAnd so it is forgivable my friend
All to convince me that I'll be better offSo you go on and I'll be happierYou go on and I'll be happierYou go on, yeah, you go onYou'll be gone and I'll be happier
Say what you mean, what you meanIs you'll be happier without meWithout me, without me
You won't convince me that I'll be better offSo you go on and I'll be happierI'll be happier, you go on, you go
You'll be gone and I'll be goneYou go on and I'll be happierYou go on and I'll be happierYou go on, you go onYou go on and I'll go on and I'll be happier
You go on and I'll be happierYou go on and I'll be happierYou go on and I'll be happier