The more I get, the less I want it.
The best is yet to come, or so they say.
Well, my head's like,


"I could do better. I could feel better.
Please, tell me when's it gonna let up?"


And she said,
"Boy you better slow down, take it in.

You're tossing, and you're turning
Till you break your bed."
Black out in the blue, it starts again.

Now that night has been stuck in my head.

Are we happy now?

Yes, no, guess again.
I get everything I want,
Then I'm over it.


So remind me what I got
So I don't forget.

I know I gotta smile,
But I haven't yet.


Are we happy now?
Yes, no, guess again.
Guess again.


The stars I catch are always fading.
Am I the only one to see it?

Should I listen to my heart
When my head's like,


"I could do better. I could feel better.
Please, tell me when's it gonna let up?"


When all this song is sent,
We'll find we are content.