To be honest, I'm not doing too well
I'm depressed, I see everything in black
I'm not far from the end of my rope
Not sure I'm the best placed
By this life I only think bad of
We need tenderness and strength
Let's go eat at the Corsicans'
Who talk life up
There're so many reasons not to be okay
To have your spirits at rock bottom
If you're out, I've got some for you
People we love who die
That build bricks in our hearts
It's not hope we need
We need tenderness and strength
Let's go eat at the Corsicans'
We'll bad-mouth the people who talk life up
Your misery hurts me so much it adds to mine, I cry too for good measure
Let's be depressed hand in hand
That's what buddies are for
Because we've all got bumps and bruises
Come, we'll go eat at the Corsicans'
Come, we'll go eat at the Corsicans'
No need to puff your chest out anymore
Come, we'll go eat at the Corsicans'
F*cking world, cruel, atrocious
Come, we'll go eat at the Corsicans'
It's not hope we need, it's tenderness and strength
Let's go eat at the Corsicans'
Who talk life up
Let's go eat at the Corsicans'