I got to feeling low for making light of whatever you said
The pain went straight to my head chopping me up turning me to morose
Youve got a thing or two coming soon so Ill get out of your way
Beat blue, blackened and bruised chopping it up at the end of the day
You better step back and see the mess that you left
Wont you tell it to somebody who cares
Im stumblin all the way cause its not such a beautiful day
You stopped to see the show but dont believe everything that you read
The pains still there in my head pulling me close now that Im here alone
Dont stop because of me youll never know just how long youd have stayed
So sleep through the slackening screws cutting me loose at the end of the day
Its not such a beautiful day
But Ill stumble through all the same
The bright lights are fading away
Its not such a beautiful day
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