She is happy when she is all alone She's not that hyperactive No, she don't need the phone tonight No, she'd rather stay inside How she worries, just like the most of us about something real stupid And when it really gets her down you don't see her much around How can I hope I'll get ready to cope with the world I'm having trouble just believing one day this world will be gone So what's the good about achieving She is happy when she is left alone She's way too independent, no she don't need to see the light She is high as a satellite How can I hope I'll get ready to cope with the world I'm having trouble just believing one day this world will be gone So what's the good about achieving, believing