They tell me your blue skies fade to gray; n' i. c& c3 i" ^9 f9 E
They tell me your passion's gone away4 i7 U, Z% K$ }9 [
* G5 V2 S% |8 Y( r% ~5 CYou stand in the line just to hit a new low 4 c) J: t! u0 V4 P+ ^You're faking a smile with the coffee you go 1 D8 k Z# @$ n# j* PYou tell me your life's been way off line( l: i# w0 v+ J$ b
You're falling to pieces every time8 @1 n( u P3 p( K
1 S+ p; I, z1 Y# t, t( q Bad Day---(Daniel Powter) ~8 X9 M" _ j" L