Lyrics:

Look at him, he dials the number
Lucky Jim, he's so misunderstood
So he slams it down for good

And he tells himself he's happy
He tells himself he's happy
He tells himself he's happy
He tells himself

Couldn't tape with Dr. Gizmo
She's got the pain for which there is no cure
She's a solo, that's for sure

And she tells herself she's happy
She tells herself she's happy
She tells herself she's happy
She tells herself

So she tells herself she's happy
And so she tells herself
So she tells herself she's happy
And so she tells herself

Look at me, right where you left me
(Incomprehensible) I face that empty bed
I'm just hanging by a thread

And I tell myself I'm happy
I tell myself I'm happy
I tell myself I'm happy
I tell myself

So I tell myself I'm happy
And so I tell myself
So I tell myself I'm happy
And so I tell myself

So you tell yourself you're happy
And so you tell yourself
So you tell yourself you're happy
And so you tell yourself

So you tell yourself you're happy
So you tell yourself
So you tell yourself you're happy
So you tell yourself

So you tell yourself you're happy
And so you tell yourself