Now I'm stuck
Watch it all rot away
Everything sags
And the colors turn gray

Window to the soul
Dull as a head
In an uncontrolled hand full
Of half risen bread
Now the guilt creeps on in
I've nothing to hide
But dozens of demons
That I'd locked inside

And they've found a new course
So they're riding real high
They open my head
Let my brain dry

And I talk and talk
But I've nothing to say
I'd better go easy
It's been a bad day

And if self realization
Ain't half of the fight
A. 45 round will
Tell of the slight of hand
I've always played yet
Just fell away
Expose all the ugliest things
I have craved

If you think you can see them
Then look in my eyes
I've given up everything
Except for the lies
Which I've always believed
As they're leaving my lips
I'm like everyone else
Cause I'm so full of shit

And I talk and talk
But I've nothing to say
I'd better go easy
It's been a bad day

Bad day (x4)