I feel that it's hard enough to say goodbye.
I feel there's the water. Should I sink or dive?
An empty plate, fill up my sentimental morning star.
I steal the art of putting truth in a lie.
I still want the girl that reall caught my eye.
But, she lives in Oklahoma City, far away from me.
An empty hope chest.
I quit the dope quest,
And remain independently happy.
I'm finally happy, happy, independently happy.
I deal with the fact that I've forgotten the worst.
I feel that my social behavior may seem somewhat unrehearsed.
Another page.
A sullen rage.
And I'll be back to my normal self.
I'm finally happy, happy, independently happy.
I drive to the edge of my considerate plain.
I apologize to the people I hurt on the way.
I wipe the slate clean.
I kick the daydream,
And remain independently happy.
I'm finally happy, happy, independently happy.
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