They tell me your blue skies fade to gray, y% N# D4 F! r) R
They tell me your passion's gone away( E* ^ b' j8 n. I
# h2 k' m/ [; e# B+ v/ {1 D: ?( ^' mYou stand in the line just to hit a new low " f3 B ^( R" R/ R0 l9 {2 F4 hYou're faking a smile with the coffee you go 4 m/ v6 p" v- I! ~) N- E9 \+ W8 D: _You tell me your life's been way off line" _$ k, i" V, T" C* R
You're falling to pieces every time $ w! ^/ v7 t' t W2 u4 Z0 w 3 q6 h# e' e) b; V1 |4 [Bad Day---(Daniel Powter) 8 d0 ]2 S( Y3 T7 k