I think if life exists   It's probably like this   I had a common goal   I caught a common cold   I said when I get healthy   I won't take it for granted   And I really thought I meant it but I knew when I got better that I'd probably forget it   Feeling fine wasn’t worth a mention   So I didn’t pay attention      And it seems that’s just the way   Its all easier said that done   And it's not even easy to say      And when I get back home   I'll see what's left before I'd gone   A thousand sheets of paper   I'll see what they are later   And then I've gotta roam   And back and forth I've flown   And when I get back home I'll see what's left before I've gone   Two thousand sheets of paper   I'll see what they are later      Well it’s hard to get too bored   When you pick the right two chords   And you keep on strumming   As if you don’t know what’s coming      Now I don’t have a girlfriend and I wish I was more happy   Now I have a girlfriend and I wish I was more happy   Now I have two girlfriends and I wish I was more happy   Now I have four girlfriends and I wish I was more happy   And when I'm in an airplane   I close my eyes and pretend   That it’s a rocket pointed straight down   Shooting at the earth again   Now I am more happy and I wish I was more happy   If I was a little smarter   If I worked a little harder   But emotions in the brain   They'll always be the same   It's just chemicals and blob   And what you've got is what you've got   And you just apply it to whatever's passing by it      Just like the guitar pick that I could not keep in my grip   It's like all the love I lose 'cos I could never fill the shoes   But it's just because I have no feet   And then I think every minute of every day I have a choice   To wish things could be better or be glad things aren't be worse   And maybe every minute of every day we have the choice   To say, "Things could be better," or to say, "Things could be worse."      And I think if life exists   It's probably like this   But it’s hard to get too bored   When you pick the right two chords   And you keep on strumming   As if you don’t know what's coming   And it seems that’s just the way   It's all easier said that done   And it's not even easy to say