Be grateful that you aren't dead
Pop up the bubbles in the sink
And just for day try not to think
That sadness deep inside your eyes
is not due to unfaithful guys
That pain of yours is not because
last night you were in loss
That's just because you have forgotten
that all the dreams you have are rotten
Open your box of soul
Let some light inside
And as long as you keep yourself whole
Please stop crying tonight
So, no matter what they say,
So, baby, don’t call back with "Hey"
To greet all that might-have-beens.