Half Life

Too Much Joy

Compositor: Too Much Joy

There is no space
For what you need to know
On the forms that I must fill out

I'm happiest alone
I'm miserable that way
All this stuff just wants to spill out

I take pleasure
In the simple things
I love my headphones
And my wedding ring

Are you talking to me now or reading from a script?
What's that supposed to mean you say you wanna be yourself?
I don't think you really know just who the hell that is.
You spend half your life pretending you're like everybody else

I tell the same joke
Many different ways
But you never seem to get it

You're jerking off
To catalogs
Don't you feel a bit pathetic?

I take pleasure
In the simple things
I love my headphones
And my wedding ring

You spend half your life remembering your life when you were young
Half your life dreaming how much better life can get
Well every time you make a choice, hey half your life is gone
All you've got's a few good dreams
Divided into many small regrets.

I never take any pictures
Just try to remember
All I remember is trying

Here's a story I like
I think it happened to me
I don't even know
If I'm lying
If I'm lying
If I'm lying

Are you talking to me now or reading from a script?
What's that supposed to mean you say you wanna be yourself?
Well I don't think you really know just who the hell that is
No I don't think you have a clue just who the hell that is

So what's your half life?
So what's your half life?
So what's your half life?
So what's your half life?
You spend half your life pretending you're like everybody else.