Danny Alright, Ted. Jesus. Alright.

Ted What? I’m serious. you just need to make a decision, and fuckin’ stick to it.

Danny A decision?

Ted That’s all it is, Dan. You decide. You say to yourself, I love this girl. I fuckin’ love this girl, and then, if a couple years go by and it don’t feel the same no more, well fuck it, because you remember your decision. That’s what I’m saying about happiness. It’s not getting exactly what you want whenever you fuckin’ want it with the least possible effort – it’s about being alright with what you have. Just that. That’s all it is. Danny smokes a cigarette, Ted leans his head back against the wall.

Ted You should go after her, mate.

Danny I can’t. Ted rushes.

Ted Why not?

Danny Are you happy, Ted?

Ted Rushing my fuckin’ tits off, ain’t I? I’m well happy.

Danny You know what I mean, Ted. I don’t mean now, I mean like, in general.

Ted Oh, in general? No, course not. No one is. No one we know anyway. Look at us all, eating these little funny buttons just so we can smile at each other without looking away.

Danny You are looking away.

Ted Am I? Oh.

Danny Coz I ain’t happy, mate. I ain’t. I mean, I’m alright, I don’t mean to get all fuckin’ emo about it but –

Ted I tell you what it is, right? It’s the little things that make me happy. Stupid things. Like, you know, for example – I hate my job, right? I hate it. I wake up in the morning and I feel sick about my life. But I like it when I see two cars the same colour parked next to each other. I like smoking cigarettes on cold days. I like it when someone makes me a cup of tea, just how I like it, without me having to ask. I like it when Sally laughs with her mouth full. I like quiz shows. I like it that elephants bury their dead. I’ll never be anybody’s fuckin’ hero, right? I’ll never be celebrated, and I’ll never look at myself in the mirror and say that’s right hot shot, you’re the fuckin’ man. But I like listening to the radio. And fuck it, I like it when Sally’s brother invites me round to watch the rugby, even though I hate the fuckin’ rugby, coz it shows he’s trying. Know what I mean? Do you, Dan? Do you know what I mean? They sit there, Danny thinks about what Ted has said. Ted seems a bit spent after the outburst. They smoke a cigarette.

Danny Come on then, Ted; you buying me breakfast or what?

Chorus Three

One Everything was

Two Brighter,

One There was no more exhaustion.

Three The moments were all glorious, and full of importance.

Two But now your jaw’s clenched,

Three You feel sick

Two And a bit like you’re

One Falling,

Three As your