Some days are disasters
That you wish could just end
Other days are bastards
Just like a bad boyfriend
But it makes me feel
much worse than this
To see a face masked
with a frown
I'm not telling you to smile,
but don't be down
Don't be down, my friend
Don't do your wrist
any harm
You don't belong
on a funny farm
And I'd rather see you in a party
dress than in a hospital gown
I'm not telling you to smile,
but don't be down
Do, do, do, do, do, do.