Here I Go Again on My Own.

Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to grey
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces everytime
And I don't need no carryin' on

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on

You had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day

Sometimes the system goes on the blink
And the whole thing turns out wrong
You might not make it back and you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I'm not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You've seen what you like
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day

The next boy I even consider dating. I mean even glance at and even for a brief fleeting moment think is attractive, even half-attractive - better be encased in platinum and dripping with ice.

He better come love Starbucks as much as I do, be content to sit around and watch television, bad television, for days on end. He better come to IKEA with me, help me bake cookies and eat as much of the dough as I do. He better love to go for runs with me and encourage me when I get winded. He better drive a nice car but let me listen to my own music while I'm in it. He better be smart. He better be kind.

And he better be like no other guy I've ever met.

And if he never comes. If he gets stuck somewhere and our paths never cross. Okay.

I won't settle ever again. I won't accept any more apologies and I will not give any more second chances. I've given enough, when not one of them gave me one.

'Cause I'm done this time. And I mean it. From the bottom of my belly. I mean it. I am so much happier when I am not muddled up with assholes, jerks and any other sort of lowlife. I am okay with being by myself. And I mean that.

I was happy just being me and somehow I forgot that. He made me forget that. And no guy should ever do that. So I'll get happy again. I'll work at it.

And I'll be alone. And when I succeed I will know I've done it all by myself. And I can do anything all by myself.