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