Today is okay / But it’s a bit of a write off
Why don’t you stay, come back to bed and turn the light off
I’m sick / I’m sick of all these rhymes
I’m almost sick of almost crimes
I’m getting sick of these times / That don’t lead anywhere
Today was okay / But it's a bit of a trade off
Left tomorrow in disarray / Another day to take off
Sick of these songs
I got no way to write these wrongs
I’m sick / But I’ll get better
I’ll get better
Crashed my car today, had to write it off
Didn’t know what to say / Didn’t know when to stop
You can ignore my letter / I already told you I’ll get better
I’ll get better