They tell me your blue skies fade to gray8 ]* p! f% y5 B# N. N
They tell me your passion's gone away & {3 M& |) t. w/ x7 Y' Q7 Q# A3 ~% s4 x% X
You stand in the line just to hit a new low! L% l8 B. |+ T! c
You're faking a smile with the coffee you go 0 q% \% m6 w7 G; m% L' K1 t' c8 \You tell me your life's been way off line3 ]0 i+ e3 _6 M g1 p
You're falling to pieces every time5 y( M1 `4 [; G: z* s* t
( v. P0 ]5 F8 s5 ~" N. M+ L Bad Day---(Daniel Powter). M h9 H+ X# {