'Cos the thing that don't work out right
And neither do my friends
Though some of them pretend
'Cos you feel bad for yourself
I think about my friend who died
And how her kids didn't get to say goodbye
And neither did my friends
Though some of them pretend
'Cos you feel bad for yourself
If you pretend everything's fine
I won't hurt myself or lie
Just pretend that I'm not sad
And we'll work everything out
Even all the stuff we don't talk about
It would be easier if we cried
We'd feel bad for ourselves
It's supposed to snow tonight
I hope the forecast is right
'Cos in the morning I sleep in till I like
And if it snowed outside it would feel so nice in here