Happiness Any Day Now

Happiness is leaning on my shoulder

like a cigarette, burning me all over

It is killing me, slipping through the cracks of my

sweet misery, Sunday morning stories of you

is always all about you.

Happiness is crying in the kitchen drinking

like a friend and all my ugly wishes, it is

listening while I'm chocking on my pride and all the

songs I scream, Sunday morning stories of you

is always all about..

Happiness is laughing at me like a clown.

Watching my Nirvana crashing to the ground.

In the middle of the perfect nervous breakdown.

Happiness, any day now.

Loneliness is hiding with the lonely falling

gratefulness while polishing his trophy she was

beautiful but beautiful don't matter after

wonderful Sunday morning stories like these

are always all about..

Happiness is laughing at me like a clown.

Watching my Nirvana crashing to the ground.

In the middle of the perfect nervous breakdown.

Happiness, any day now.

Running, always running, always falling

on my, falling on my face!

Happiness is laughing at me like a clown.

Watching my Nirvana crashing to the ground.

In the middle of the perfect nervous breakdown.

Happiness, any day now.