Take it to Manhattan,
Because I don't want it.
Sell it to someone who can't live without it.
You made it for the masses,
It passed unnoticed.
dead somewhere in Kansas,

Now I've had it up to here with...
I've had enough of all these songs of self imposed unhappiness.

Say it for myself,
Like I always wanted.
Something to believe when you've always doubted.
There was some logic,
Some line of reason that brought us to this place,

But now I've had it up to here with...
I've had enough of all of these songs,
Of self imposed unhappiness.

I've had enough of all these songs of self imposed unhappiness.
Songs of self imposed unhappiness.
Songs of self imposed unhappiness.
Songs of self imposed unhappiness...