Let her down into awful things
You'd hold her hand as she walked through hell but that's not what she needs
And if you choke, just choke on your sobs
Cause she wants you to move along

Break your heart, I'm sure hers hurts as well
You've got your friends, your good for nothing friends, they've got a use
And you're in love with everything she'd do
And someday when the war is over she'll do them with you

Are you happy?
Are you pleased?
Are things better?
Was it what you need?
Are you happy?
Are you pleased?
Or was this all not what you need

When you're gone and all is said and done
The streets you drove on weekend nights aren't tangible for long
And sure, you can miss her and your room and all your friends
But maybe making memories will drag you to the end

Are you happy?
Are you pleased?
Are things better?
Was it what you need?
Are you happy?
Are you pleased?

Are you happy?
Are you pleased?
Are things better?
Was it what you need?
Are you happy?
Are you pleased?
Or was this all not what you need