Half-Clenched Teeth

I need a holiday From all these empty bitter days How long can you say This state you're in is just a phase? Nobody here is fun It's Hollywood without the sun Bring out the big machines This angry heart it weighs a ton I check my vital signs They seem alright Still I could go at any time I tried to meditate on what that means And all I did was fall asleep Trying to find a way out of these bitter days Bitter days Some people never change They just get worse in their old age Don't tell them I said that Everyone's a little tense these days And up on the pedestal Sit all the things I thought were cool I took them down a peg When I learned it's all a ruse I've had the Sunday blues since Monday's news Since I had something left to lose I'd like to take a spin in someone else's skin And go out and take it on the chin And find a way out of these bitter days Bitter days Bitter days And around Christmas time I'll lose my mind I get that way when it's cold outside I'll leave the house out to the street Through fear and doubt and half clenched teeth I'll find a way out of these bitter days Bitter days Bitter days