"Happy?" lyrics

I'd like to blame it on my job
But I can't blame it on that
I can't blame it on the tetherball
That never comes unattached

I'd like to blame it on the dead ears
The ringing in my dead ears
Every note I hit feels a little flat

Stare into the chasm of a broken heart
A toothache of sorts, a very late start
That rock in the sea, it ain't like me
You're sinking in the sand

I can't blame my girlfriend
She's a real, real, real, real, real friend
With a cool, cool heart
That never goes cold on me

I can't blame it on the lying, idiot, rockstar mirror
I'm dancing like a moron
I guess it's my own fault
Yes, it's my own fault again

There's temperament
And there's tentative action
And somewhere in the middle
There's a bitter young fool
With a palate for poison
And a poem for every rejection

Comes down to me and me
Or you and you, alone
The people we love
Could never crawl inside of us
Even if they wanted to

Happy's up to you