The Big Guns Of Highsmith

Lyrics

Joke's on you, I've made it out the city And book club never happened as we planned She said something better happen quickly Religious crypts and manuscripts at hand Chelsea tees and Socrates still haunt me A life I've strived and chased and haven't lost I gave it up so I should stop complaining A better life in the palm of my hand Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad (Oh, just stop complainin', oh, just stop complainin') Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad (Oh, just stop complainin', oh, just stop complainin') Alone is all I've got Even if my calculation's wrong I've pin-pointed the elements of this song Break a gal and just think nothing of it My wedding clothes are dirty from now on Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad (Oh, just stop complainin', oh, just stop complainin') Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad (Oh, just stop complainin', oh, just stop complainin') Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad (Oh, just stop complainin', oh, just stop complainin') Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad (Oh, just stop complainin', oh, just stop complainin') Even in the summer, beneath the Chiswick sun I'm dreaming of the girl, I'm dreaming of the girl Even in the winter, everything's begun I'm dreaming of the girl, I'm dreaming of the girl Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad (Oh, just stop complainin', oh, just stop complainin') Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad (Oh, just stop complainin', oh, just stop complainin') Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad (Oh, just stop complainin', oh, just stop complainin') Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad (Oh, just stop complainin', oh, just stop complainin') Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad (Oh, just stop complainin', oh, just stop complainin') Hurts to be the one who's always feeling sad