The Happiness I Want

What is happiness, really?

I've run, stumbling and falling, along the road in pursuit of happiness,

and I can no longer bear the burden.

This winding road has left me unable to reach the end.

I can no longer bear your love.

Happiness?

I sold it to the devil long ago and became a demon of hell.

I'm no longer worthy of an angel's halo.

"Then I'll go with you, down into the depths of hell..."