It's sweet to be a chickadee When the sky is blue and big But you can't maintain a nest When it's hard to come by twigs Misfortune's end is just beyond the bend Or so we said Stitch the other back together At the price of their own thread The lovers, they know One of them is eating for two She's nervous, it shows And he's not sure what he wants to do They're pregnant with doubt It's certain they won't make it through It's hopeless, they know It's worthless, they know It's impossible and useless and fruitless, they know It rains on their wings And their eyes always sting The voice in their heads incessantly sings Everyone is happy except you Everyone's attractive except you How could that possibly be the truth? Everyone is happy except you Is it true? They're not even phased by a limitation Or heartbreak because Days when they feel right are unexpected And suspicious He won't pray for victory anymore She won't say what's on her mind anymore The work day was long, they're on the floor One million bucks ain't walking through the door