I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour, but heaven knows I'm miserable now.
I was looking for a job, and then I found a job, and heaven knows I'm miserable now
In my life, Why do I give valuable time ro people who don't care if I live or die?
Two lovers entwined pass me by, and heaven knows I'm miserable now
What she asked of me at the end of the day, Caligula would have blushed
"Oh, you've been in the house too long" she said
And I naturally fled
In my life, Why do I smile at people who I'd much rather kick in the eye?