Bad day
Where is that knife when you need it the most?
You’re touching the blade and the madness is lost
Seeing the blue skies change to red
Knowing the good times make you dread
And you just can’t go carrying on…
You pick up the pills when you hit a new low
Washing it down with some booze that you know
The bag on your head is not that tight
So you’re falling asleep on early nights
And you just can’t go carrying on…
CHORUS
Cause you had a bad day
You’re feeling way down
Pick up a gun
And you’re looking around
You’re pointing it up
To shoot at your head
The bullet’s inside
And you’re wishing you’re dead
Had a bad day
Off from your high
Coming back down
And you’re outta your mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day…
You wanna jump from balconies
Praying to God on hands and knees
And you just can’t go carrying on…
(CHORUS)
Ah, take me away...
Sometimes the rope isn’t long enough
And your feet go and touch the ground
There ain’t anyone to hear your cries
And your tears only muffle sound
Until you’re found…
Where is that knife when you need it the most?
You’re touching the blade and the madness is lost
Cause you had a bad day
You’re feeling way down
Pick up a gun
And you’re looking around
You’re pointing it up
To shoot at your head
The bullet’s inside
And you’re wishing you’re dead
You had a bad day
You've seen what you’re like
Your so many lows
So little highs
You had a bad day
You had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
**
The theme song for manic-depressives... or for anyone else who has heard the original version on the radio for the zillionth time.
And, yes, I admit it's not the best way to start off a week.
Note to self: happy post for next Monday.
You’re touching the blade and the madness is lost
Seeing the blue skies change to red
Knowing the good times make you dread
And you just can’t go carrying on…
You pick up the pills when you hit a new low
Washing it down with some booze that you know
The bag on your head is not that tight
So you’re falling asleep on early nights
And you just can’t go carrying on…
CHORUS
Cause you had a bad day
You’re feeling way down
Pick up a gun
And you’re looking around
You’re pointing it up
To shoot at your head
The bullet’s inside
And you’re wishing you’re dead
Had a bad day
Off from your high
Coming back down
And you’re outta your mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day…
You wanna jump from balconies
Praying to God on hands and knees
And you just can’t go carrying on…
(CHORUS)
Ah, take me away...
Sometimes the rope isn’t long enough
And your feet go and touch the ground
There ain’t anyone to hear your cries
And your tears only muffle sound
Until you’re found…
Where is that knife when you need it the most?
You’re touching the blade and the madness is lost
Cause you had a bad day
You’re feeling way down
Pick up a gun
And you’re looking around
You’re pointing it up
To shoot at your head
The bullet’s inside
And you’re wishing you’re dead
You had a bad day
You've seen what you’re like
Your so many lows
So little highs
You had a bad day
You had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
**
The theme song for manic-depressives... or for anyone else who has heard the original version on the radio for the zillionth time.
And, yes, I admit it's not the best way to start off a week.
Note to self: happy post for next Monday.
Authored by S at 12:00 am
5 Comments:
Don't hold back ... what do you really think of that song? :)
Six: Since I first heard this song a year ago, I haven't been able to get it out of my head - it's very catchy and I really like it.
But, I think Daniel Powter could've pushed the the lyrics a touch more (hence the new set of suicidal, manic-depressive lyrics).
:)
I actually like this song too, but I seem to recall your dislike of Jason Mraz/James Blunt-esque singers.
(So does that mean YOU are manic-depressive?)
Six: I actually love Jason Mraz.
But, I can't stand that group of "singer/songwriters" who really can't sing, or write songs.
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down - Karen Carpenter
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