O/P Letra

why not cut back on your whining?

And be an optimist
so when it all goes wrong
you can still find your way home.
But you're a pessimist
and you pay for it.
And your drag is all your own.

You're crying 'bout your half glass of milk
before you've even spilled it.
I have a glass that's half-empty, too -
but I know life refills it.

'Cause I'm an optimist
and when it all goes wrong
I know I'll still find my way home.
But you're a pessimist
and you pay for it.
And your drag is all your own.

Only you could see this day
and find a way to bitch.
It's such a fucked-up way to live.
It keeps you down.

I'm such an optimist
that when December comes
I can still believe it's June.
But you're a pessimist
and it eats you up.
And you'll probably die too soon.

I'm a optimist.
And it all comes down
to the way I choose to see.
But you're a pessimist
and, hey, that's your choice, too
but don't you lay your drag on me.
I don't want it.

There are silver clouds all over the sky
but you'll find the black lining.