Quick kid quick, so harsh and cynical Touches stricken, cold and clinical What a transformation behold But I don't like this new, I want the old
It's not the words that make it final You've such things before to rival them But it's how you say 'em now that's changed but sympathetic all the same
Lie to convince me that I'll be better off Oh, you go on and I'll be happier, I'll be happier You go on, yeah, you go on be gone and I'll be happier
Shoot me with your rubber bullets Your finger's on the trigger, it I know you want this suffering to end So it is forgivable my friend
It's all to convince me that I'll be better off So you go on and I'll be happier, You go on and I'll be happier You on, yeah, you go on You'll be gone and I'll be happier
Bo-bo-ba-do-bo Bo-bo-ba-do-bo-da-da-da
Say what you what you mean Cause you'll be happier without me, without me, without me, oh
You won't convince that I'll be better off So you go on and I'll be happier, I'll be happier You go on, you You'll be gone, and I'll be gone You go on and I'll be happier, you go on and I'll be happier You go on, you go on, you go on and I'll go on and I'll be happier You on and I'll be happier, go on and I'll be happier