Take it to Manhattan 'cause I don't want it.nSell it to someone who can't live without it.nYou made it for the masses, it passed unnoticed.nDead somewhere in Kansas,nNow I've had it up to here with,nI've had enough of all of these songsnOf self-imposed unhappiness.nnSay it for my self like I always wantednSomething to believe when you always doubtednThat there was some logic, some line of reasonnThat brought us to this place,nBut now I've had it up to here with,nI've, I've had enough of all of these nSongs of self-imposed unhappiness.nOh.nnOh, oh now, oh nownI've had enough of all of thesenSongs of self-imposed unhappiness.nSongs of self-imposed unhappiness.nSongs of self-imposed unhappiness.nSongs of self-imposed unhappiness.nSongs of self-imposed unhappiness. (you did this to yourself)nSongs of self-imposed unhappiness. (you did this to yourself)nSongs of self-imposed unhappiness. (you did, you did, you did)nSongs of self-imposed unhappiness.