They tell me your blue skies fade to gray . _& ^) W# Z0 a1 OThey tell me your passion's gone away( r. h9 n% J$ D7 f' w
5 i" i: q: s% J, YYou stand in the line just to hit a new low $ [/ S% g! v: _2 m l( Y1 bYou're faking a smile with the coffee you go , G# p" |, x$ sYou tell me your life's been way off line . |& T' _% p. hYou're falling to pieces every time / h) n0 n3 m* d& U. v( Q) b0 [ ( H. r! c- H$ k0 j7 YBad Day---(Daniel Powter); ~) u6 j3 O5 K) ?2 H, Y+ C