Ordinary Kind of Happy

She brought clothes and I don’t know why
Pictures always seem to make her cry
Paper peels and now I see the paint
Mercy gives, then she takes
What I want (What you never give)
What I want (And what we never live)
What I want is an ordinary kind of happy
Color falls and now I see the shade
Feels so good because it feels so strange
I swore the truth about the night before
She says, «Don't — I want want more»
What I want (And what you never give)
What I want (And what we never live)
What I want is an ordinary kind of happy
Feels so strange (Feels so strange)
What I want (And what you never give)
What I want (And what we never live)
What I want is an ordinary kind of happy x2