Letra
Ver letra con acordes
I m not sure if all the lyrics are right...
Intro:
I didn t bother to tune today and oh oh oh oh oh
I didn t run a comb through my hair. I didn t shave or shower.
And when I woke up I was astray and oh oh oh oh oh
Clothes I had to wear a slave to every hour
On a good day, I could be better
I’d explain, probably never
It seems that life is more than a simple kind of song
And it’s more than I can take, and it’s more than just heartache
In dreams and fights before, I cycled back before long
How wrong my song was today
I don’t bother to call my friends, I didn’t go and try
I didn’t bother with the food I would eat to crawl right back inside
A little madness could be quite a pain, it could be mighty fine
If it weren’t for the promise that I’m subject to surprise
On a good day, I could be better
I’d explain, probably never
It seems that life is more than a simple kind of song
And it’s more than I can take, and it’s more than just heartache
In dreams and fights before, I cycled back before long
How wrong my song was today
I ll be in the backyard down by the shade
I’ll put up a postcard under the tree
I ll write you a postcard in through the maid
I ll put up a postcard under the tree
On a good day, I could be better
I’d explain, probably never
It seems that life is more than a simple kind of song
And it s more than I can take, and it s more than just heartache
In dreams and fights before, I cycled back before long
How wrong my song was today
Intro:
I didn t bother to tune today and oh oh oh oh oh
I didn t run a comb through my hair. I didn t shave or shower.
And when I woke up I was astray and oh oh oh oh oh
Clothes I had to wear a slave to every hour
On a good day, I could be better
I’d explain, probably never
It seems that life is more than a simple kind of song
And it’s more than I can take, and it’s more than just heartache
In dreams and fights before, I cycled back before long
How wrong my song was today
I don’t bother to call my friends, I didn’t go and try
I didn’t bother with the food I would eat to crawl right back inside
A little madness could be quite a pain, it could be mighty fine
If it weren’t for the promise that I’m subject to surprise
On a good day, I could be better
I’d explain, probably never
It seems that life is more than a simple kind of song
And it’s more than I can take, and it’s more than just heartache
In dreams and fights before, I cycled back before long
How wrong my song was today
I ll be in the backyard down by the shade
I’ll put up a postcard under the tree
I ll write you a postcard in through the maid
I ll put up a postcard under the tree
On a good day, I could be better
I’d explain, probably never
It seems that life is more than a simple kind of song
And it s more than I can take, and it s more than just heartache
In dreams and fights before, I cycled back before long
How wrong my song was today