how to be happy
Ice cream, TV screens
Falling over girls I liked that didn't feel a thing
Might be just a dream
What I felt, i must have fell and lost it in the stream
At the bottom of my garden
I'd do anything to hold on to it now
Cause I think I've got a problem
As I got older I think I've just forgotten
How to smile, cause i have to lie
Through my teeth sometimes.
I don't know how to be happy
A kind of high, that you can't prescribe
Lord knows I've tried
I don't know how to be happy
Young heart, work of art
Hadn't broken, didn't know that I would fall so hard
Knees scarred, went too far
Should've known that flowers don't live too long in a jar
At the bottom of my garden
I'd do anything to hold on to it now
Cause I think I've got a problem
As I got older I think I've just forgotten
How to smile, cause i have to lie
Through my teeth sometimes.
I don't know how to be happy
A kind of high, that you can't prescribe
Lord knows I've tried
I don't know how to be happy
I don't know how to be happy
I don't know how to be happy
At the bottom of my garden
I'd do anything to hold on to it now
Cause I think I've got a problem
As I got older I think I've just forgotten
How to smile, cause i have to lie
Through my teeth sometimes.
I don't know how to be happy
A kind of high, that you can't prescribe
Lord knows I've tried
I don't know how to be happy
I don't know how to be happy
I don't know how to be happy.
Falling over girls I liked that didn't feel a thing
Might be just a dream
What I felt, i must have fell and lost it in the stream
At the bottom of my garden
I'd do anything to hold on to it now
Cause I think I've got a problem
As I got older I think I've just forgotten
How to smile, cause i have to lie
Through my teeth sometimes.
I don't know how to be happy
A kind of high, that you can't prescribe
Lord knows I've tried
I don't know how to be happy
Young heart, work of art
Hadn't broken, didn't know that I would fall so hard
Knees scarred, went too far
Should've known that flowers don't live too long in a jar
At the bottom of my garden
I'd do anything to hold on to it now
Cause I think I've got a problem
As I got older I think I've just forgotten
How to smile, cause i have to lie
Through my teeth sometimes.
I don't know how to be happy
A kind of high, that you can't prescribe
Lord knows I've tried
I don't know how to be happy
I don't know how to be happy
I don't know how to be happy
At the bottom of my garden
I'd do anything to hold on to it now
Cause I think I've got a problem
As I got older I think I've just forgotten
How to smile, cause i have to lie
Through my teeth sometimes.
I don't know how to be happy
A kind of high, that you can't prescribe
Lord knows I've tried
I don't know how to be happy
I don't know how to be happy
I don't know how to be happy.
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Writer(s): Christopher Paul Smith, Joseph Michael Knight, Brandon Hill
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