Whenever you feel depressed

Lean out the window

And shout “Bollocks!” at the top of your lungs
Until you laugh your head off

When your new English teacher, in class,

Trying to come up with an adjective,

Says “beautiful” almost looking your way -

Does this mean he fancies you,

Or is it just that “beautiful”

Is always the first adjective

That comes to mind?

And what am I supposed to do

When suddenly things go so wrong?

I am to live without you

And to pretend that I am strong.

I have to carry on my quest

And do what I'm supposed to do.

But it's not easy, far from that

'Cause life is empty without you.

Мои мысли больше не помещаются у меня в голове.