Bummer Days

I say I wanna wake up with the dawn
But every night I sleep with the shades drawn
I keep telling my shrink I wanna feel okay
But I get off on all my bummer days

I don't know what I want but I know that I feel bad
And then when I feel good I think I make myself sad
I wanna feel like I can get out of my own ways
I'll stop crying at my party
I'm tired of feeling sorry

I've had about fifty last cigarettes
Before they're out I have the next one lit
I spent the last two years in shoes that were too big
And if it's not my lungs I'm gonna die because I trip

I don't know what I want but I know that I feel bad
And then when I feel good I think I make myself sad
I wanna feel like I can get out of my own way
I'll stop crying at my party
I'm tired of feeling sorry

There's always something that I'm doing
To keep me far from where I say I'm going

I'll stop crying at my party
I'm tired of feeling sorry
I'll stop crying at my party
Because I'm tired

I don't know what I want but I know that I feel bad
And then when I feel good I think I make myself sad
I wanna feel like I can get out of my own way
Oh, what would it feel like if I could get out of my own way
I'll stop crying at my party
I'm tired of feeling sorry
I'll stop crying at my party
Because I'm tired of feeling sorry