Happiness Writes White

Ariella, 7:30, I don't wanna get up yet
Listen to the morning music,
Cursing the alarm you set
As you know, I've never been a prayin' man: I don't need a god to make me feel alright, but if you wonder why I never wrote you a song it's because happiness writes white

I tried to put it into word, but the words just sound like mistakes,
I tried to find a set of chords, but you know how long that takes me
Well, I can't trust my fingers, and I can't trust my tongue
The work is too important, and we're no longer young after all

When I consider what you put up with, I'm amazed you still have skin
When I consider what you mean to me, it's everything
It's ev-a-re-thing

Ariella, 11:30, I don't wanna go to sleep
Turn the tv off already, curse the hours we have to keep, as you know:
I've never been confident man, I been in the tall grass all my life, until you..
Came along, now there's one less thing wrong even though happiness writes white

Woo hoo hoo

And I know happiness writes white,
And I know happiness writes white,
And I know happiness writes white,
And I know happiness writes white,
I know happiness writes white,
I know happiness writes white

(Are you sleepin'?)