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Texty: Meredith Brooks. Blurring The Edges. Somedays.

Somedays goes your way
You're on a roll you can't explain
And then it all goes, down the drain

Your cat's hit by a car
The ATM eats your card
You're wondering what changed from yesterday

Save me from, from going mental
Save me from just spinning out

Somedays are better than lovers
Somedays, you just can't figure out
Somedays you can't explain

My best friend and me one night
Were drinkin' at Pete's on Crescent Height
Just like that we end up in a fight

Like a yo-yo up and down
You're headin' north, you end up south, oh

Save me from, from going mental
Save me from just spinning out

Somedays are better than lovers
Somedays, you just can't figure out
(Somedays)
Somedays are better than others
You can't explain somedays away, someday

Save me from, from going mental
Save me from spinnin' out
(Spinnin' out)

Somedays are better
Somedays are never
Somedays, whatever

(Somedays)
Somedays are better than lovers
(Somedays)
Somedays, you just can't figure out
(Somedays)
Somedays are better than others
(Somedays)
Yeah, somedays, you just can't get out

(Somedays)
Someday, yeah yeah, someday, yeah yeah, yeah
(Somedays)
Well, you just can't get out
(Somedays)
(Somedays)
Someday

Somedays
Somedays