Lletres: Treaty Of Paris. Sweet Dreams, Sucker. New Improved.

All I wanted was to be happy.

Yea, it's the new improved latest version of me.
I got new jeans
got new self-esteem, yea.

I hope you're not as sad as me, yea.
All I wanted was to be happy.
All I wanted was to be happy.

Didn't think the winter could get much colder
I was wrong (yea I was wrong)
So go ahead and keep the christmas gifts,
the snow will melt before too long.

So I'll make the most of my of my New Year's toast, whoa (I'll just have to make the most of it).

Yea, it's the new improved latest version of me.
I got new jeans
got new self-esteem, yea.

Didn't wanna sound like the same old sad-sack shattered heart.
The one who's always saying sorry for all his flaws and faults,
Something's always wrong.
So I'll make the most of being alone, whoa (Nothing to prove, nowhere to go).

Yea, it's the new improved latest version of me.
I got new jeans
got new self-esteem, yea.

All I wanted was to be happy.
You were all I wanted in the best and worst ways.
I'm sure you remember the song
Dearly Departed,
If I were smarter,
then moving on wouldn't be so hard.

Yea, it's the new improved latest version of me.
I got new jeans
got new self-esteem, yea.

Yea, it's the new improved latest version of me.
I got bad dreams, got no self-esteem, yea.
I hope ypu're just as sad as me, yea.
All I wanted was to be happy.
All I wanted was to be happy