
Is it really necessary?Every single day
You’re making me more ordinary in every possible way
This ordinary mind is brokenYou did it and you don’t even knowYou’re leaving me with words unspokenYou better get back because I’m ready for more than thisWhatever it is. Baby, I hate days like this. Caught in a trap, I can’t look backWhen it rain and rainAnd rain and rain.More than this
Baby I hate days like this.

























