Sitting around here with nothing to do It's wearing me down dear, just thinking of you, how it's been so long since I held you close, how things could go wrong when I need you most My devotion is an ocean of uneasiness, distraction, worry, grief and stress
For love is sadness Love is madness Love is thinking if I make it through this hell on earth, it might be worth it Who needs happiness? I'd rather have you
Roaming these hallways with dreams unfulfilled-- why do they always seem so uphill? A happy existence of peace and goodwill, me on assistance and you on the pill: is that so wrong? But no one sees it my way "Get a life" is what they say
Well, I'm all spent, all sentimentally retarded now, you know it's true I may have shot what life I've got, but I don't want a life, I just want you
I just want you to be with me here, and I don't care much if it's not such a good idea If falling short of happy is the best that we can do, who needs happiness? I'd rather have you Who needs happiness if I can't have you, too? If it's true that I have to choose between the two, who needs happiness? I'd rather have you