Even on Bad Days

Even on bad days The phones are going to ring Even on bad days The world is going to spin Our arms are going to cradle Our hips are going to kiss And around the table We will sway and slowly swing And never miss Even on bad days The baby's going to kick Kicking old habits And catching up quick There'll be miscommunications 'Bout what we're in it for But we'll wake up in the same bed Always and evermore Even on bad days A sin is still a sin Even on bad days We'll know where we've been The locks are going to change And the roads are going to jam We'll go to see my father And he won't know who I am And the band plays Down the hallway And the cat sleeps on the stairs If the window lets the rain in It'll always be a place to stay Even on bad days Even on bad days I will fold your clothes Even on bad days We open and we close You hold up the mirror And show me what you see A family curse The churning of the earth Still turning in me Even on bad days I still really want to win Even on bad days I'll kick you in the shins I do it all for you When I do it for myself Cos really what's the difference All our shit is on the same shelf?