Everybody is gonna, be happy, be happy.
You're gonna make you so happy, so happy.
The stitches didn't hold.
My blood is running cold.
You're tearing into me.
You're happy as can be.
The line is formed with red.
My eyes roll back in my head.
You're tearing me away.
I'm fine, or so I say.
Your hands are warm against my heart
unlike the knife you used to cut
the hole you fill so comfortably,
but now i'm pouring out my guts.
I will make room, i'll empty out.
I'll make sure you can move about.
I'll change my everything for you,
just keep on doing what you do.