Obedient and so well trained,
And I’m a stray,
It’s a shame,
Maybe I like it that way…
I’m happy for you anyway
All you have gained,
All that’s gone away,
It’ll cost you your name,
Yet you haven’t had to pay…
I’m happy for you anyway
I’m paid up with my pain,
Come whatever may,
I’m through with the game,
That meets ends everyday…
I’m happy for you anyway
I’ve spent time insane
Paid the bill on the due date,
Put the receipt in a frame,
And hung it as a light to show the way…
I’m happy for you anyway
Too much on my brain,
I should leave it where it lay,
With whip and chair I tame,
With lip and air I pray…
I’m happy for you anyway
So many things have changed,
Since back in the day,
So much is the same,
And all that I have to say…
I’m happy for you anyway
There is a time,
On both sides of Midnight,
When it’s not late
And it’s not early
There is a time,
On both sides of Midnight,
When it’s not evening
And it’s not morning
There is a choice,
On both sides of Midnight
One is happiness
The other sorrow
There is a grey area
On both sides of Midnight
Where it’s not quite today
And not yet tomorrow
Circling the drain,
I’m earning my pay,
I sense that I’m lame
Paralyzed by the weight…
I’m happy for you anyway
I’m feeling the strain,
Of this day to day,
Of this same old same
All work and no play…
I’m happy for you anyway
I guess I’m dry in the rain,
Just getting-by, Okay,
At least I remember all the names,
Of those I don’t betray…
I’m happy for you anyway
So now you can claim,
It will be used to sway,
If you’ve got your fame,
They’ll believe every word you say…
I’m happy for you anyway
You take the champagne,
Right off of the tray,
You’re not to blame,
You wouldn’t feel guilty anyway…
I’m happy for you anyway
It’s not like you’re vain,
Or that you’ve got to have your way,
Or that you came,
From some privileged cliché…
I’m happy for you anyway
There is a time,
On both sides of Midnight,
When it’s not late
And it’s not early
There is a time,
On both sides of Midnight,
When it’s not evening
And it’s not morning
There is a choice,
On both sides of Midnight
One is happiness
The other sorrow
There is a grey area
On both sides of Midnight
Where it’s not quite today
And not yet tomorrow
Feb 5, 2013
Feb 5, 2013 at 1:28 PM UTC
Obedient and so well trained,
And I’m a stray,
It’s a shame,
Maybe I like it that way…
I’m happy for you anyway
All you have gained,
All that’s gone away,
It’ll cost you your name,
Yet you haven’t had to pay…
I’m happy for you anyway
I’m paid up with my pain,
Come whatever may,
I’m through with the game,
That meets ends everyday…
I’m happy for you anyway
I’ve spent time insane
Paid the bill on the due date,
Put the receipt in a frame,
And hung it as a light to show the way…
I’m happy for you anyway
Too much on my brain,
I should leave it where it lay,
With whip and chair I tame,
With lip and air I pray…
I’m happy for you anyway
So many things have changed,
Since back in the day,
So much is the same,
And all that I have to say…
I’m happy for you anyway
There is a time,
On both sides of Midnight,
When it’s not late
And it’s not early
There is a time,
On both sides of Midnight,
When it’s not evening
And it’s not morning
There is a choice,
On both sides of Midnight
One is happiness
The other sorrow
There is a grey area
On both sides of Midnight
Where it’s not quite today
And not yet tomorrow
Circling the drain,
I’m earning my pay,
I sense that I’m lame
Paralyzed by the weight…
I’m happy for you anyway
I’m feeling the strain,
Of this day to day,
Of this same old same
All work and no play…
I’m happy for you anyway
I guess I’m dry in the rain,
Just getting-by, Okay,
At least I remember all the names,
Of those I don’t betray…
I’m happy for you anyway
So now you can claim,
It will be used to sway,
If you’ve got your fame,
They’ll believe every word you say…
I’m happy for you anyway
You take the champagne,
Right off of the tray,
You’re not to blame,
You wouldn’t feel guilty anyway…
I’m happy for you anyway
It’s not like you’re vain,
Or that you’ve got to have your way,
Or that you came,
From some privileged cliché…
I’m happy for you anyway
There is a time,
On both sides of Midnight,
When it’s not late
And it’s not early
There is a time,
On both sides of Midnight,
When it’s not evening
And it’s not morning
There is a choice,
On both sides of Midnight
One is happiness
The other sorrow
There is a grey area
On both sides of Midnight
Where it’s not quite today
And not yet tomorrow
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