I'm feeling gray and I'm sitting in my room My dad comes down and says we're leaving soon So we drive to the book store cuz I really bored And I've got nothing better to do Looking through the self help section like I'm some kind of freak But I'll try anything because I'm tired it's been a long week And people are looking at me to see If I'll have some kind of breakdown or fall to my knees I just fall to my knees I hate Friday nights I always sit at home alone And I hate Sunday mornings I just sit at home and moan About the rain. It always seems to rain On Sundays I'm not so good with Wednesday I get the midweek blues Mondays Tuesdays and Thursdays well they kinda suck too And on Saturdays I always make mistakes but I know that I'll smile someday I don't mean to be a downer and I know this sounds bad But I couldn't tell you how many days I woke up so happy Only to find that the tears in my eyes Couldn't stay away long enough for me to have a fair try At functioning like a normal human being I sit there and I cry I can never say what I want to say I'm saving my smile for another day I promise I'll smile one of these days I am waiting for it any day I know I'll be better someday