What you gonna do about me now? I'm doing everything that I used to talk about Got off the couch, I was sleeping in my momma's house Cause my dad kicked me out, screaming loud Now you need to get a job, I was lost Found a spot in my friend's living room I was broke, I had one fork and seven spoons Call me a fool, but I ain't so good with rules Now I'm that dude that got up, came back Broke down, made tracks Gave up ten times, but not enough to go back Home again, and I don't got many friends Cause I broke hearts, quit work, truth hurts, eat dirt I'm trying to put a couple zeros up under my network But what comes first, is being happy till it hurts Happy till it hurts Happy till it hurts I'm trying to be happy till it hurts Happy till it hurts I'm going through an identity crisis You might be going through one just like it I got really good at thinking and hiding But I'm telling you, there's no way to fight it God, I'm a wannabe, wanna be happy Because I'm sick of depression, and it's after me, stop, freeze The demons are laughing at me I write things that I believe I pretend I'm Socrates Wish my dad believed in me But at least he didn't leave Now I wanna hear the people scream Hercules, Hercules Hope that brings enough happiness till it's hurting me, hurting me It's hurting me, it's hurting me Happy till it hurts It's hurting me, it's hurting me Happy till it hurts I'm trying to be happy till it hurts Na na na na na Happy till it hurts