I'm feeling gray and I'm sitting in my room
My dad comes down and says we're leaving soon
So we drive to the book store cuz I really bored
And I've got nothing better to do
Looking through the self help section like I'm some kind of freak
But I'll try anything because I'm tired it's been a long week
And people are looking at me to see
If I'll have some kind of breakdown or fall to my knees
I just fall to my knees
I hate Friday nights I always sit at home alone
And I hate Sunday mornings I just sit at home and moan
About the rain. It always seems to rain
On Sundays
I'm not so good with Wednesday I get the midweek blues
Mondays Tuesdays and Thursdays well they kinda suck too
And on Saturdays I always make mistakes but I know that I'll smile someday
I don't mean to be a downer and I know this sounds bad
But I couldn't tell you how many days I woke up so happy
Only to find that the tears in my eyes
Couldn't stay away long enough for me to have a fair try
At functioning like a normal human being
I sit there and I cry
I can never say what I want to say
I'm saving my smile for another day
I promise I'll smile one of these days
I am waiting for it any day
I know I'll be better someday
