They tell me your blue skies fade to gray; u2 ~' y9 G- B4 |& q
They tell me your passion's gone away1 h9 @& B6 e0 }4 d% {: F: ~
, v- ` @/ |( ?& _' CYou stand in the line just to hit a new low8 m6 A7 H. J* d% G
You're faking a smile with the coffee you go $ c1 Q* @8 E, ], [; k* |3 Z1 a! sYou tell me your life's been way off line. S+ K8 l- `2 O9 j6 Q
You're falling to pieces every time; Q5 S+ ]. {- \. m
& \4 n" X& ^2 l9 l' i# T Bad Day---(Daniel Powter)* s: Y6 d3 {6 ~& |7 X/ U