Been a terrible, horrible, no good, bad day
I’ve been trying to keep all the monsters at bay
But they’re smiling about and I can’t keep up with the pressure
And all the doors closing in my face

Been a terrible, no good, bad week
Doesn’t matter the way that you slice it, it’s still weak
I keep crying and sighing, the people pouting and whining
‘Cos nothing good ever happens to me

And my friends keep saying: Girl is gonna have this roof
What, where, when, why does everybody tells me: No
I’m always on the ground
Think I’m going down
It’s making me a crying mess
And if all goes well
I’m gonna stick around
I’m holding out for one little yes

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Been such a horrible, terrible, no good, bad hand
I try to be positive but I can’t stand
All the panics and manics, impostors and cynics
They want to make me think that I can’t

And my friends keep saying: Girl is gonna have this roof
What, where, when, why does everybody tell me: No
I’m always on the ground
Think I’m going down
It’s making me a crying mess
And if all goes well
I’m gonna stick around
I’m holding out for one little yes

So what, where, when, why does everybody tell me: No
I’m always on the ground
Think I’m going down
It’s making me a crying mess
And if all goes well
I’m gonna stick around
You know I’m holding out for one little yes

I’m always on the ground
Think I’m going down
It’s making me a crying mess
And if all goes well
I’m gonna stick around
I’m holding out
I’m holding out
I’m holding out for one little yes