Dashing down the high street thinking "Thank God this is it"
Too busy being late for work to take the time out to quit
As I went into the road, swear down I'm almost getting here
But I'm too far behind to even give a shit
Stomping down the concrete thinking "Thank God for Doc Martens"
As I glance down at my watch I wonder maybe there's an art in
Clinging onto life by just the skin upon my teeth
Today's just not my day, man, this week's just not my week
She said I hate you but I like your songs
And if they got a little better maybe we could get along
Said I'm alright, I'm doing fine on my own now
She said I hate you but I like your songs
And if they got a little better maybe we could get along
Said I'm alright, I'm doing fine on my own now
Lately I've been stressed at best, but don't go getting all depressed
Because to you I do confess, light is the load upon my chest
I'll say to you tomorrow, it's already half-ten
That's a night of sleep I'm never getting back again
My eyes are on the paper, but my brain is somewhere else
And this amount of concentration just can't be good for my health
So I make myself a cup of tea, think about the days
Where my troubles were only others views 'bout when they used to say
I hate you but I like your songs
And if they got a little better maybe we could get along
Said I'm alright, I'm doing fine on my own now
She said I hate you but I like your songs
And if they got a little better maybe we could get along
Said I'm alright, I'm doing fine on my own now
Stuck on the same boat so I tried to make it sink
Oh did you know this would happen, or did you not think?
The lines repeat in my mind
The hardest days can be left behind
But lately it seems I'm stuck on rewind
She said I hate you but I like your songs
And if they got a little better maybe we could get along
Said I'm alright, I'm doing fine on my own now
She said I hate you but I like your songs
And if they got a little better maybe we could get along
Said I'm alright, I'm doing fine on my own now
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