its pretty petty that we said we'd make our mark

but we're staring in the dark at what could be anything.

turn the lights out and look into my eyes

and tell me what you think you see

i think i hide it in the sleeves



of the ten shirts that im in

while you are young and innocent,

ill complain like you and you

for lack of better things to say and:



there's such a thing as misery,

please don't define yourself that way.

i know its cool to be depressed...



im confused that maybe i might lose

in a generation i cant tell a look

from a year these days.

the same ending every single time

we are spending all our dimes and

dollars on black attire.

tell the truth do you really have no couth

do you really want to see a life

lost in an accident?

its getting old all the stories we are told

from the image that you've sold

but i admit that we're all



guilty, empty, so incomplete.



what kind of mood is this you're in,

you are young and innocent,

ill complain like you for lack of better things to say and:



theres such a thing as misery,

why is it cool to be depressed.

please don't define yourself that way,

i know its cool to be depressed.

theres such a thing as misery,

i know its cool to be depressed.

why is a smile a mystery and

why is it cool to be depressed.