| It is good news to be alone |
| It feels so right to wake up on my own |
| Now darling since you’re gone |
| Everyday a holiday |
| Eveynight i lead a new parede |
| Until the stars fade away |
| Now you can go and write me a letter |
| You can point out the worst in me |
| You can take our pictures, |
| Drag them down the street |
| And you can go and say good morning |
| To the morning in the door |
| You can say everything’s just perfect |
| That’s the world |
| The sun did shine but shone too late |
| To warm the roses by the windown pane |
| Now they’re roses just in name |
| And me myself i feel quite worn, |
| The season’s been the coldest i’ve ever known |
| And i’m afraid i’ve slept too long |
| Now you can go and write me a letter |
| You can point out the worst in me |
| You can take our pictures, |
| Drag them down the street |
| And you can go and say good morning |
| To the morning in the door |
| You can say everything’s just perfect |
| That’s the world |
| And we’ll pretend we are drunk |
| Yes, we’ll pretend we are drunk |