If your house is burning down but you close your eyes is it really burning
If the smoke that’s in your lungs tastes like cotton candy is it really hurting
If a tree falls in the forest but you weren’t there did it happen
And bad things are only bad If someone’s screaming armageddon
Don’t look behind the curtain
You might end up hurting
Hurting
Oh what could be worse and
Is it really worth it
Give me daffodils and happy pills
And pockets filled with monopoly bills
So I can feed the thrill
Give me daffodils and happy pills
So reality is something I can kill
A void that I can fill
With happy pills
If outrage is staged for the front page oh is it a performance
If we bloviate but never change like is it even worth it
If we all pretend it isn’t real will it just all get better
Or maybe I should try and write a strongly worded letter
Don’t look behind the curtain
You might end up hurting
Hurting
Oh what could be worse and
Is it really worth it
Give me daffodils and happy pills
And pockets filled with monopoly bills
So I can feed the thrill
Give me daffodils and happy pills
So reality is something I can kill
A void that I can fill
With happy pills
ha, ha, ha ha ha happy pills
ha, ha, ha ha ha happy pills
ha, ha, ha happy pills
ha, ha, ha happy pills
I gotta look behind the curtain
Need to know for certain
Certain
How this really works and
oh, no I think I spilled
My happy happy pills
Give me daffodils and happy pills
And pockets filled with monopoly bills
So I can feed the thrill
Give me daffodils and happy pills
So reality is something I can kill
A void that I can fill
With happy pills
ha, ha, ha ha ha happy pills
ha, ha, ha ha ha happy pills
ha, ha, ha happy pills
ha, ha, ha happy pills
