No Bad Days - Bastille

When you got the call

That no one wants to have

Sick of hospitals

To paper over cracks

You weren’t scared at all

But never turned away

Well fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em all

Stop

Stop signs run ‘em

Bills don’t pay ‘em

Who would care at all?

Burn your money

Ain’t worth nothing on your curtain call

There’ll be no bad days

There’ll be no bad days

There’ll be no bad days

You’ll have no more bad days

When you’re gone, gone

There’ll be no bad days

You’ll have no more bad days

So your future’s lost

But they can’t take your past

And you said no tears ‘round here anymore

But I ain’t crying

That’s you crying

Well fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em all

‘Cause

There’ll be no bad days

There’ll be no bad days

There’ll be no bad days

You’ll have no more bad days

When you’re gone, gone

There’ll be no bad days

You’ll have no more bad days

Stop

There’ll be no bad days

There’ll be no bad days

There’ll be no bad days

You’ll have no more bad days

When you’re gone, gone

There’ll be no bad days

You’ll have no more bad days

No, no bad days

No bad days

Gone, gone

There’ll be no bad days

You’ll have no more bad days