Goodbye Bad Days - Acollective

Goodbye bad days

Goodbye heartaches

Bid farewell to wasted afternoons

And pretty soon you’ll clear your conscience

Or swim with big fish

Leave the books to gather dust

Turn what’s shiny into rust

Something new to hate

Something new to break

Bid farewell to hollow metaphors

And pretty soon you’ll find a clean slate

Or make your great escape

Either way what’s done is done

Either way what’s dead is won

Take your clothes off

And lets go get lost

If they don’t see us then it doesn’t count, without a doubt

I’m in a tailspin

In the shallow end

We’ll keep running while we can

We’ll keep breathing while we…

No more feeling sad

No more days in bed

Bid farewell to nodding patiently

And suddenly you’ll stay a waitress

I’ll be a right mess

No one else can ever know

No one else will ever know

Goodbye bad days

Goodbye heartaches

You better find a brand new noms de guerre

And while you’re there we’ll keep the gate locked

And if it gets dark we’ll burn books to keep us warm

One day we’ll find our way back home