Could someone hit me in the face

I′ve seen so many happy days of laughter

Don't know what to cry aboutWhat to sing out loud

Because happy songs don′t make you cry

Don't make you want to curl up and die

Or sigh with sympathy

Which probably means they're meaningless

Maybe it′s best not to sing at all

I have no man who beats me repeatedly

I have no painful childhood memories

I′m not on drugs

I've not been raped or murdered seven times

I feel just fine

Maybe if I speak in metaphors that don′t make sense

The cat will open up the door for me instead

And you will believe it's art

And scratch your chin

Could someone hit me in the face

I′ve seen so many happy days of laughter

Don't know what to cry about

What to sing out loud

Because happy songs don′t make you cry

Don't make you want to curl up and die

Or sigh with sympathy

Which probably means they're meaningless

Maybe it′s best not to sing at all