Weak Day - Lisa Loeb

Got a house on my back

Pushing me over

Making me weak on my feet

And a head on my shoulders

Makes me uneasy

Making me dizzy for weeks

You got me on a weak day

You got me at a bad time to talk

A screw loose and rolling

Into a pile in the corner

I thought I should warn you

I got a shark at my ankles

Hung by a tightrope

I’m scrappy/unhappy again

And that I’ll never last like this

It makes me too tired

I’m loaded on vodka, two straws and soda

You got me on a weak day

You got me on a bad time to talk

But you got me on a weak day

You got me at the worst time of all

I’m on over

Filled up and far gone

I tried to warn you

But that’s not my job

‘cause somebody took me down

From on the top shelf

It couldn’t get worse I say to myself

And I’ve got my head screwed on so tight it hurts

Sometimes it don’t work

So I got the prescription

To take the time off

Make it unravel

Go out and travel for days

Bring back my stories

Stopping your worries

I’m trying to keep them at bay

You got me on a weak day

It’s such a bad time to talk

You caught me on a weak day

You got me at the worst time of all

Get me when I’m soft

And my shoes falling off, and

I’ll make my way back again

But you got me on a weak day

You got me at the worst time of all

I’m not feelin' well

I’m cracked like a bell

I’m shot like a shell to pieces