Sunday, Monday, happy days Tuesday, Wednesday, happy days Thursday, Friday, happy days Saturday i take a break & take off my happy face it's Cmk & I put on a happy face to cover up the pain like a mask so don't complain that you have wear one cause I've had to wear mine for years i cry on the inside so no one can ever see my tears don't ask me how I'm doing today cause then I'll have to lie again & say ok but really in reality broken beyond repair like a car in a junk yard always knew life wasn't fair but I didn't know it would get this fucking hard feeling useless like a debit card with no money in my bank account or like a credit card without any credit so I can't use it I'm use to it I'll never get the credit I deserve happy people get on my nerves they makes me sick to my stomach I'm stuck in reverse like a bad transmission & reminiscin' about the Happy Days that never actually happen FML fuck my life it's Cmk not Fonzie Richie or Potzie all my dreams fall apart like a ponzi sceem on the outside I might seem fine but everythings not as it seems behind the scenes of this fake ass happy face I'm frowning drowning In self pity driving around my city just so I can say I'm going places sometimes I wish I would vanish without a trace like a magic trick playing in traffic hoping that I get hit imagine a bridge then picture me jumping off of it confronting my demons is something I never do I prefer to run away from 'em definition of insanity it is insane in love with this pain like Joanie loved Chachi so I put on a happy face to hide the things I want ya not to see sick of livin in poverty it feels like I could hit the lottery & still be unhappy with life Cmk Sunday, Monday, happy days Tuesday, Wednesday, happy days Thursday, Friday, happy days Saturday I take a break & take off my happy face