She is happy when she is all alone 
She's not that hyperactive 
No, she don't need the phone tonight 
No, she'd rather stay inside 

How she worries, just like the most of us 
about something real stupid 
And when it really gets her down 
you don't see her much around 

How can I hope I'll get ready to cope with the world 
I'm having trouble just believing one day this world will be gone 
So what's the good about achieving

She is happy when she is left alone 
She's way too independent, no she don't need to see the light 
She is high as a satellite 

How can I hope I'll get ready to cope with the world 
I'm having trouble just believing one day this world will be gone 
So what's the good about achieving, believing