You entered the scene
You were the case file
We had to open you up
We were your compassionate friends
You told us about your misfortune in a rational way
You've got to turn it around
One friend got up and told you how he believed you should deal with things
He said, "You owe yourself a score
Take another hit
It will make you feel like a king"
You got bad advice from a man who acts like he's on the brink of success
A ceremonial way to celebrate a fall from grace
It really wasn't your kind of day
It really wasn't your kind of day at all
Does the subject of sobriety make you feel uncomfortable?
He glorified a life in vain, a life filled with pain
Facing the root cause of a problem doesn't mean shit to him
Three men and a child trying to sort out a two-thousand-piece puzzle
Yeah right
It really wasn't your kind of day
It really wasn't your kind of day at all
You got bad advice from a man who acts like he's on the brink of success
It really wasn't your kind of day
It really wasn't your kind of day at all
You've got to turn it around, turn it around, turn it around
You've got to turn it around, turn it around, turn it around
You've got to turn it around, turn it around, turn it around
You've got to turn it around, turn it around, turn it around