You’ve taken up all the bad years
As a whole truth to what your life should be
You waste so much collecting tears
Displayed on trophy shelves of misery
Well, that’s not right!
You’re sulking in
Not bleeding through
It shows in everything you do
You’re loathing everything that’s happy

You’re all about ‘stay away, sunny day’
When will you ever notice?
It’s not about what you say
It’s the part you play
That really makes the difference
Between living up a good life
And putting up a good fight

So here’s the part where you give in
To loneliness – you’re better off alone
Cause no one else seems to understand
What is going on
Is there something going on?
Well that’s not right!
You’re giving up on feeling well
Feeding your own private hell
On pessimistic thoughts and apathy

You’re all about ‘stay away, sunny day’
When will you ever notice?
It’s not about what you say
It’s the part you play
That really makes the difference
Between living up a good life
And putting up a good fight

You’re giving up on feeling well
Feeding your own private hell
On pessimistic thoughts and apathy

You’re all about ‘stay away, sunny day’
When will you ever notice?
It’s not about what you say
It’s the part you play
That really makes the difference
Between living up a good life
And putting up a good fight