A sore heart and a hand to hold
A sore heart and a hand to hold
Tonight
When i hold you in my arms
And pretend that i am sleeping
Well i hope you understand

Underneath the sheets with your hopes and your fears
And inadequacies
And your sheets and your hopes and your fears

Are you happy with your life?
Are you happy with your life?

Walking home with the sun on your face
And we're drunk again, but you like it that way
Walking home with the sun on our face
And you're drunk again, but we like it that way

Are you happy with your life?
Are you happy with your life?

It's just a little bit further, just a little bit more
Just a little bit harder, just a little bit sore
Just a little bit lucky, just a little bit good
Just a little bit funny, just a little bit cruel
Just a little bit cruel