No one crumbles under the weight of their happiness They can't see the point in living on in such contentment No one sits alone, tired eyes out of focus Dwelling on the hopelessness they've never had to face You really wanna feel? Get sad No one greets the day with dreams all accomplished, A crystal clear conscience, but just can't get outta bed And when justice seems to always be delivered And you're living as intended, you're not living in your head You really wanna feel? Get sad Golden hours and wonder years and high times move along A year in true despair could last a lifetime (am I wrong?) When the love you give is mostly reciprocated You never know the struggle and you never rise above And the greatest songs and stories are the tragedies and glories Of wounded hearts and ill fated love You really wanna feel? Get sad