What a Perfect Day For Crying

I don’t need any more friends
I already have like, two
I just called to say that
I don’t love you
Isn’t it amazing how I can feel so bad

And still look so good?
Life is like a game of chess and
I don’t know how to play chess (yeah)
Everything is fine but
I wish I was dead

I’m okay
No, I’m not
Sobbing in the car with the radio on
What a perfect day for crying
What a perfect day for crying

I’m okay
No, I’m not
Sobbing in the car with the radio on
What a perfect day for crying
What a perfect day for crying

Roses are red
I’m going to bed
Maybe one day, the sadness will end

This morning was good
But then I got up
I need attention
If you’re happy and you know it

Don’t get used to it
The best way to a man’s heart is
Through the fourth and fifth rib

I love inside jokes
Would love to be a part of one someday
Everything is fine but
I wish I was dead

I’m okay
No, I’m not
Sobbing in the car with the radio on
What a perfect day for crying
What a perfect day for crying

I’m okay
No, I’m not
Sobbing in the car with the radio on
What a perfect day for crying
What a perfect day for crying

Sometimes I feel like a total loser
Then I remember that I am
No matter how
Fast I run
I cannot run
Away from the pain
Now that’s what I call sad

I’m okay
No, I’m not
Sobbing in the car with the radio on
What a perfect day for crying
What a perfect day for crying
(Now that’s what I call sad)

I’m okay
No, I’m not
Sobbing in the car with the radio on
What a perfect day for crying
What a perfect day for crying