My concept of happiness is completely based on fiction Accustomed to disappointment from the human condition I've been fed exaggerated emotions And I've taken them as wisdom Romance has torn me a new one And now And now I'm sad And now I'm sad Try and fish for some compliments Try and find some self-worth Try and fall in love with another person Try to be loved by the earth But when you're met with constant let-downs It feels like things can only get worse Expectation tore me a new one And now And now I'm sad And now I'm sad Hindsight fucked me up The past facilitates resentment And I get told not to dwell on it And to live for the present Livin' in first-person is hard when you're not on a track And if the present is a gift Then I want to send it back And now I'm sad And now I'm sad And now I'm sad And now I'm sa-aa-ad Roger Ebert said "If you have to ask what it symbolizes, then it didn't" I have to work my way around this by being blatant Got tons of wasted metaphors across my writing pad The only thing I feel honest in expressing is the fact that I am sad