Quick kid quick, so harsh and cynical

Touches stricken, cold and clinical

What a transformation to behold

But I don't like this new, I want the old

It's not the words that make it final

You've said such things such things before to rival them

But it's how you say 'em now that's changed

Cold but sympathetic all the same

Lie to convince me that I'll be better off

Oh, you go on and I'll be happier, I'll be happier

You go on, yeah, you go on

You'll be gone and I'll be happier

Shoot me with your rubber bullets

Your finger's on the trigger, pull it

I know you want this suffering to end

So it is forgivable my friend

It's all to convince me that I'll be better off

So you go on and I'll be happier,

You go on and I'll be happier

You go on, yeah, you go on

You'll be gone and I'll be happier

Bo bo ba do bo

Bo bo ba do bo da da da

Say what you mean, what you mean

'Cause you'll be happier without me, without me, without me, oh

You won't convince me, that I'll be better off

So you go on and I'll be happier, I'll be happier

You go on, you go

You'll be gone, and I'll be gone

You go on and I'll be happier, you go on and I'll be happier

You go on, you go on, you go on and I'll go on and I'll be happier

You on and I'll be happier, you go on and I'll be happier

You go on, and I'll be happier