I gave up going to the movies
It just cost way too much.
Popcorn and tickets - no can do.
'Cause I'm in debt and such.
I gave up going shopping
At any of the malls
Instead of buying pretty things
I just wander down the halls.
I gave up going out to bars.
The social drinks can wait.
The price of drinks, plus a tip?
Not unless I'm on a date.
I sometimes skip meals
It saves me a few bucks.
I sometimes just go hungry
- It doesn't bother me that much.
My job just isn't paying
The amount my bills demand.
I'm trying to get out of debt
But I wonder if I can.
It's ok that I'm not wealthy.
It's ok that I'm not rich.
I never was high maintenance.
And I never was a b***h.
No, Im fine.
And by the way
I love my quarky apartment:
I love how the fire alarm is tempermental.
And how the shower drain is busted.
And how my radiators along my walls
Are all bent up and rusted.
My ancient oven impresses me
And the celing stains look artistic.
And my broken shelf is holding up
I don't know how, but look at it!
Recession sucks, but what can I do?
Other than to make a toast
And say it is in honor
Of the things that matter most.
So here's to life.
To the little things.
The stupid things.
And completely immature things.
To the times we laughed
To forget our tears
And the memories we've had
Throughout the years.
Here's to upcoming struggles -
'Cause I know you'll be here with me.
Here's to the bright future
That I beleive in, but cannot see.