Son Of A Smile

Don't wanna watch her kissing her boyfriend
Running off to buy new shoes
Having lunch with all of her girlfriends
It's sex and the city take away blues

Don't wanna watch him interrogating
The usual suspects at the usual time
Right after work while eating my dinner
He's smiling his I know you son of a smile

Don't wanna see them charming their way
Out of murder and love and family ties
Though I like the demons in their stupid caves
The way they behave like they're not alive

And I'm sick of feeling good
Sick of feeling good
Sick of feeling good
But addicted to the mood

Don't wanna see the dolls in the window
To redecorate them with my eyes
To change the lightbulbs, put up paintings
To see my boredom in a different light

I know I'm here and a guitar is strumming
Eternally out of tune and off
I know that I'm here and maybe I'm humming
And suddenly everything is alright

And I'm sick of feeling good
Sick of feeling good
Sick of feeling good
But addicted, addicted
And I'm sick of feeling good
Sick of feeling good
Sick of feeling good
But addicted to the mood