"Hold close to those lil things you never noticed when love was playng its mean triick. Those lil things can now save you. and so on... 11million tiny lil things to focus on, to keep busy, to distract us... Cuz, let's face it! I'd rather be Happy, than Right, any day of the week. Of course, I'm not...not yet...but that's where it all falls apart, right? Work my fingers to the bone to forget a gambled my future on an emotion (mainly in the bed), put my chips behind the wrong reject who wouldnt even admit there was a wager present, whose mental illness was only slightly surpassed...by my...mental illness. So it goes. Bad for dancing. No good for romance. Good, only for breedin purposes. small victory. i'll take it."