Hey, here comes Miss Disappointment, and you can watch how our our joy went drip, drip, drip down the drain. Pity how the lights of the city start to go dark and gritty every time, it’s the same. No one knows quite how she does it. They just know she does. Takes a room and sucks out all the joy and the mirth. We call her a bemuse ment park simply because where she is is the miserable-est place on Earth. Really, it’s gotten quite silly, reception so chilly, friends’ response without fail. My diagnosis, just take tiny doses. Bright side she’s at most just a cautionary tale. Can’t all be rainbows and sunshine, but ya gotta squeeze what joy you can from life. But seeking mud in a goldmine is rejecting happiness, embracing only strife. Hey, here comes Miss Disappointment, and you can watch how our our joy went drip, drip, drip down the drain. Hey, here comes Miss Disappointment, and you can watch how our our joy went drip, drip, drip down the drain.
