I've always wondered what it's like
To have a perfect little life
Like the ones I seen on the silver screens
You know I love to make believe, and
I've always wondered what it's like
It must be nice
Oh, no, it's gone, baby
We coulda had it all
The cars, the clothes, the house that's filled with yellow roses, dogs and kids
Good God, I'm gone
But I'll be outside the window
The one I'm staring into
In the middle of the night
Life is a prison, and I'm sitting in its bars
I double my vision
I see what's missin
A world that coulda been ours
She livin in my dreams
And the rent dirt cheap
But I can't pay the bills if I'm
Livin in my sleep, so
I guess I'll party twice as hard
Yeah, but it must be nice
Oh, no, it's gone, baby
We coulda had it all
The cars, the clothes, the house that's filled with yellow roses, dogs and kids
Good God, I'm gone
But I'll be outside the window
The one I'm staring into
In the middle of the night
(Oh, it must be nice)
Oh, no, it's gone, baby
We coulda had it all
The cars, the clothes, the house that's filled with yellow roses
Good God, I'm gone
I'll always be outside the window
The one I'm staring into
In the middle of the night
Ooh, oh, it must be nice
It must be nice
