They tell me your blue skies fade to gray : J3 p( L) H. w J( z uThey tell me your passion's gone away ! {2 j& V. N( @! m) h ! S7 m( e' g) A7 j, I5 o; fYou stand in the line just to hit a new low 1 f3 R# n/ g% N3 _) j" ~You're faking a smile with the coffee you go7 W, b9 E6 L4 R8 D2 V" D9 F
You tell me your life's been way off line1 ~9 L. m! Q0 T5 v
You're falling to pieces every time- s L1 B' q. M$ Z' P" Z
1 m) f+ t" H' V! u' d Bad Day---(Daniel Powter)) m! I' p! p* k1 H' S9 j