They tell me your blue skies fade to gray$ @+ e' V- Q( B8 T. F& u% x, {5 W8 w
They tell me your passion's gone away 8 T! U2 f) ^7 f) }2 a9 X+ J4 d: h' C. b
You stand in the line just to hit a new low ( S2 E' b/ J& d5 Q" h' xYou're faking a smile with the coffee you go1 W: {7 f1 m) {% y& M8 }6 y
You tell me your life's been way off line; G2 [5 F1 G* P; h2 E' }
You're falling to pieces every time 2 v$ {: r' _' G) X% h2 G* I- C3 i4 Y* B Bad Day---(Daniel Powter) 4 ^5 }; }# g+ }2 r5 _/ u