They tell me your blue skies fade to gray 6 q) {' D" L' q$ l! i1 G' QThey tell me your passion's gone away # c8 c8 z0 d8 L! R3 A" k6 e7 W & G4 ~& U2 B$ o$ N6 YYou stand in the line just to hit a new low 2 X9 z* P% [0 V5 YYou're faking a smile with the coffee you go0 Y; H1 p( [2 I. F5 ~. I
You tell me your life's been way off line, P0 ^% I/ [2 [4 O+ ]; N/ o
You're falling to pieces every time {$ v: H3 v, f1 \
* a; q8 f, N6 d s! s; `" v Bad Day---(Daniel Powter)1 w+ C2 R, q' G6 u