My Bad Days

[Verse 1] Dear Mother, we all got bad days And I know you will understand Where we open up a foreign door With a pair of foreign hands Where we find ourselves alone at the foot Of a pair of foreign stairs Dear Mother, you know how our bad days Can catch you unawares, and catch us unawares Dear Mother, we all got bad days And I know that you will agree With a bottle that is filled up with Vicodin And a child who looks just like me And a cellar that is as dark as winter is cold With a hole in the stone cold wall And a child like me who is hiding A child who cannot hear your call [Pre-Chorus] There is a string that runs through our bad days If you pull that string real tight The days all crumple together And all that you see is night [Chorus] And the doorknob becomes your enemy And the window, you see through a haze Dear Mother, I wish you could stand inside And see all my bad days [Verse 2] Well, my bad days all got together And they stood in a row for me And I plunged deep into the row And I could not hear and I could not see And I came out after thousands came And thousands passed away Now I stand all alone at the foot of the stairs And I wait for more bad days [pre-Chorus] [Chorus]