Quick kid quick, quips, so harsh and cynical
Touches stricken, stricken cold and clinical
What a transformation to behold
But I don't like this new, I want the old

It's not the words that make it final
you'veYou've said such things before to rival them
But it's how you say 'em now that's changed
Cold but sympathetic all the same
LieYou'd like to convince me that I'll be better off
So,So you go on and I'll be happier, I'll be happier
You go on, yeah, you go on
you'llYou'll be gone and I'll be happier

Shoot me with your rubber bullets
Your finger's on the trigger, pull it
I know you want this suffering to end
SoAnd so it is forgivable my friend
It's allAll to convince me that I'll be better off
So you go on and I'll be happier, happier
You go on and I'll be happier
You go on, yeah, you go on, yeah on
you'llYou'll be gone and I'll be happier

Bo-bo-ba-do-bo
Bo-bo-ba-do-bo-da-da-da

Say what you mean, what you mean
CauseIs you'll be happier without me, me
withoutWithout me, without me, oh me

You won't convince me, me that I'll be better off
So you go on and I'll be happier, happier
I'll be happier
You happier, you go on, you go
you'll
You'll be gone, gone and I'll be gone
You go on and I'll be happier, you happier
Yougo on and I'll be happier
You go on, you go on, you go on and
I'llYou go on and I'll be happier
You on and I'll be happier, you go on and I'll be happier

You go on, on and I'll be happier
You go on and I'll be happier
You go on and I'll be happier