I Don′t Need Any More Friends
Already Have Like Two, Two
I Just Called To Say That I Don't Love YouIsn′t It Amazing How I Can Feel So Bad And Still Look So Good

Life Is Like A Game Of Chess
And I Don't Know How To Play Chess
Ya Everything Is Fine But I Wish
I Was Dead

I'm Okay, No I′m Not
I′m Sobbing In The Car With The Radio On
What A Perfect Day For Crying
What A Perfect Day For Crying
I'm Okay, No I′m Not
I'm Sobbing In The Car With The Radio On
What A Perfect Day For Crying
What A Perfect Day For Crying

Roses Are Red
I′m Going To Bed
Maybe One Day The Sadness Will End
This Morning Was Great, But Then I Got Up
I Need Attention

If You're Happy And You Know It
Don′t Get Used To It
The Best Way To A Man's Heart Is Through The Fourth
And Fifth Rib

I Love Inside Jokes
Would Love To Be A Part Of One Someday
Everything Is Fine But I Wish I Was Dead

I'm Okay, No I′m Not
I′m Sobbing In The Car With The Radio On
What A Perfect Day For Crying
What A Perfect Day For Crying
I'm Okay, No I′m Not
I'm Sobbing In The Car With The Radio On
What A Perfect Day For Crying
What A Perfect Day For Crying

Sometimes I Feel Like A Total Loser
Then I Remember That I Am
No Matter How Fast I Run
I Cannot Run Away From The Pain
Now That′s What I Call Sad

I'm Okay, No I′m Not
I'm Sobbing In The Car With The Radio On
What A Perfect Day For Crying
What A Perfect Day For Crying
That's What I Call Sad
I′m Okay, No I′m Not
I'm Sobbing In The Car With The Radio On
What A Perfect Day For Crying
What A Perfect Day For Crying