Today Just Isn't My Day Songtext
Made a plan or two but they all fell through
Today just isn't my day
Guess it's me, my bed, and my aching head
Today just isn't my day
I'm all out of steam, I'm all out of weed
Today just isn't my day
And the weatherman said we're as good as dead
Today just isn't my day
Guess it's me, my bed, and my aching head
Today just isn't my day
I'm all out of steam, I'm all out of weed
Today just isn't my day
And the weatherman said we're as good as dead
Today just isn't my day
Some clouds are lined with silver
But all I can see is grey
They're missing their shine
And I'm missing mine
It's fine
I'm fine
The way
Will I drag my feet in a figure eight
Only tomorrow can say
Heard that good things come to the ones who wait
Today just isn't my day
Some clouds are lined with silver
But all I can see is grey
They're missing their shine
And I'm missing mine
It's fine
I'm fine
The way
Will I drag my feet in a figure eight
Only tomorrow can say
Heard that good things come to the ones who wait
Today just isn't my day
