Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Matthew Alexander Jones
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
The weirdest things make my day
But it’s something I can never say
Fantasist, it’s made my list
But I only tell the truth
When I’ve had too much to drink
You asked me why I’d lost weight
And I said why the hell do you think?
Why the hell do you think?
And the tablets don’t work the way
They were supposed to
So I’ll drink some wine
And I’ll pretend it’s fine again
And the tablets don’t work the way
They were supposed to
So I’ll drink some wine
And I’ll pretend it’s fine again
The strangest things make my day
But it’s something I will never say
Optimistic, Pessimistic
It’s all a little grey
You asked if I felt ok?
What’d you expect me to say?
In a little deep
Again, I didn’t think it’d get this bad
And the tablets don’t work the way
They were supposed to
So I’ll drink some wine
And I’ll pretend it’s fine again
No, the tablets don’t work the way
They were supposed to
So I’ll drink some wine
And I’ll pretend it’s fine again
And the tablets don’t work the way
They were supposed to
So I’ll drink some wine
And I’ll pretend it’s fine again
No, the tablets don’t work the way
They were supposed to
So I’ll drink some wine
And I’ll pretend it’s fine again
And the tablets don’t work the way
They were supposed to
So I’ll drink some wine
And I’ll pretend it’s fine again
No, the tablets don’t work the way
They were supposed to
So I’ll drink some wine
And I’ll pretend it’s fine again
And the tablets don’t work the way
They were supposed to
So I’ll drink some wine
And I’ll pretend it’s fine again
No, the tablets don’t work the way
They were supposed to
So I’ll drink some wine
And I’ll pretend it’s fine again
Written by: Matthew Alexander Jones