It's not my place to say, but I'm pretty sure I'm happy today
I it Jacqueline or fluoxetine- who cares I got out of bed
I want to get better, not for your sake but mine
You said I should write down all my problems, put them all in a list
Jane says that never works but dude you've got to persist
I've got to, or I'm not gonna make it through
Throw yourself out the window, can't be too far to the ground
Do you think you'll ever write another song without mentioning
Suicide, Louise or the hound?