[Verse 1]
My mother says I'm great
And it always makes me sad
I don't think she's being nice
I really think she believes that
So now I bend my days around the people
Other people obey, whoa

[Chorus]
So sad it's nothing
Happiness depends on who you blame

[Verse 2]
I gather things can change
So maybe she's asleep in her grave
She gave her body to science
So I'm not sure what's in her place
Maybe roses or Tanqueray, whoa

[Chorus]
So sad it's nothing
Happiness depends on who you blame

[Verse 3]
I know the dead still listen
She sings a part of every refrain
Under the weight of the living
Pointing a finger
With no eyes to aim, whoa
[Outro]
So sad it's nothing
It's absolutely nothing
So sad it's nothing
It's absolutely nothing
So sad it's nothing
Happiness depends on who you blame