It's like a race around the problemed track of life

We're off, it's like a race around the problemed track of life 

You see me walking through the halls, happily 

You know it isn't because of you, which is infuriating!

How dare I be happy!

You come back, that'll really show me

As soon as you come back I am like putty in your hands,

Eventually, you'll get bored