Testo di Bad Day

Well I just washed my car and I think it's gonna rain i'm not gonna quiver or complain, and I just smashed my hand on it's stupid metal frame that's enough to drive us all insane. nothing to sort out and nothing to do right, always a thorn in my side and it's not right, So complicated we're tired and unpaid, tough to admit it accept it not my day. And now I'm just a target, i'd bridge to word it so i'm just standing where i just don't know, i know i'm not for you and i should be asking how should i stay asleep, or brave it now. Nothing to sort out and nothing to do right, always a thorn in my side and it's not right, So complicated we're tired and unpaid tough, tough to admit it, accept it not my day.