Roses on the paper
On the walls inside my room
Bring me back a little bit to you
Reach into my pocket
For a lighter and a fuse
I can't think of better things to do
Set the ashtray on the table
By a wedding right that I don't want
to lose

You can't tell me I'm not happy
I've got the best damn situation
Anyone can mention
Baby, you can't tell me I'm not happy
I just don't see a future if it's gone

Each and every hour
Of the time I have alone
Is burning up in memories of home
Picking up the pieces
Of a bottle that I've thrown
Wishing that I'd drank it to the bone
In the glass I see reflections
Of somebody that I've never really known

You can't tell me I'm not happy
I've spent the last few years believing
Everything was even
Baby, you can't tell me I'm not happy
Not every thought I ever had was wrong

Sweet little demons, sweet little demons
Tell the truth
My sweet little demons,
sweet little demons
What the hell am I supposed to do

You can't tell me I'm not happy
I've got the best damn situation
Anyone can mention
Baby, you can't tell me I'm not happy
I just don't see a future
Couldn't be a future if it's gone