I've always wondered what it's like To have a perfect little life Like the ones I seen on the silver screen You know I love to make believe, so I've always wondered what it's like It must be nice Oh, no, it's gone, baby We coulda had it all The cars, the clothes, the house That's filled with yellow roses, dogs, and kids Good God, I'm gone But I'll be outside the window The one I'm staring into In the middle of the night Life is a prison, and I'm sitting in it's bars Double my vision I see what's missin' A life that coulda been ours She livin' in my dreams And the rent dirt cheap But I can't pay the bills if I'm living in my sleep, so I guess I'll party twice as hard Yeah, but it must be nice Oh, no, it's gone, baby We coulda had it all The cars, the clothes, the house That's filled with yellow roses, dogs, and kids Good God, I'm gone But I'll be outside the window The one I'm staring into In the middle of the night (Oh, it must be nice) Oh, no, it's gone, baby We coulda had it all The cars, the clothes, the house That's filled with yellow roses Good God, I'm gone But I'll be outside the window The one I'm staring into In the middle of the night Oh, it must be nice It must be nice