Happiness is a Warm Gun You were right I was time with myself I tried to bury you with guilt I wanted to give you all I got nothing better to do Don't pay too much atttention to me It's sad but it's not your fault Selfrighteous fool I guess I lost that cool Tapping till I drive you insane Selfrighteous, never right Setting back, so uptight to tolerate me the sphere I bring Why, I was obsessed to bring you down Watching your every move Playing a little boy game Always had something to prove Waiting to cut you down Making it hard to move With only one thing to do Tell me first to make it easy Now you will be free Now nothing depends on me Tapping till I drive you insane Now you will be free No sick people to I figure it has that warm I thought I would never go I thought I would never go Freed pig