Happy

Midnight and I'm all alone
I drink some more than I swear at the phone
you're miles away but you live down the street
it took a while but I think we've both seen
that I can make you happy
six am quadrophenia's done
I drink some more than I swear at the sun
your lies away as you come up the street
took a while but now I sadly agree that
I can make you happy
inspirations waning
I don't mind how I love a lie
and the torture's in the waiting
and the clock strikes twenty
I don't mind
midnight and I'm alone
I drink some more than I swear at the phone
I can make you happy
are you happy?