This Ain't My Day - Bowling For Soup

I walked the whole nine yards

Across town and missed the boat

I gave your diamond ring

To the rough part of the sea

I left a pocket full of sunshine

In my other jeans

And then it rained cats and dogs

And I’m allergic to them all

Yeah!

Try not to think about it

Try not to dwell on it

But I like to worry myself sometimes

About things I can’t control

I didn’t wear a smile today

I looked up and all the blue skies turned grey

I don’t know how I’m expected to carry on this way

This ain’t my year, this ain’t my week, this ain’t my day

This ain’t my year, this ain’t my week, this ain’t my day

Embraced my red letter day

And then the mail didn’t run

I stopped to smell a rose

But ate shit and poisoned oak

I went out on a limb

And a little bird told me off

I took one for the road

And drove directly into a wall

Come on!

Try not to think about it

Try not to dwell on it

But I like to worry myself sometimes

About things I can’t control

I didn’t wear a smile today

I looked up and all the blue skies turned grey

I don’t know how I’m expected to carry on this way

This ain’t my year, this ain’t my week, this ain’t my day

This ain’t my year, this ain’t my week, this ain’t my day

My trucks broken down

My stomach feels sick

My phone just died

And my neighbour is a dick

I lost my wallet

My back hurts

My knee hurts

But who am I to complain?

I didn’t wear a smile today

I looked up and all the blue skies turned grey

I don’t know how I’m expected to carry on this way

This ain’t my year, this ain’t my week, this ain’t my day

(Should have never gotten out of bed)

I didn’t wear a smile today

I looked up and all the blue skies turned grey

I don’t know how I’m expected to carry on this way

This ain’t my year, this ain’t my week, this ain’t my day

This ain’t my week, this ain’t my year, this ain’t my day

This ain’t my week, this ain’t my year, this ain’t my day