Lyric Bad Days

What would I do if you asked me to choose
The lesser of these two evils
(Don t put this on me)
A blade "stuck" as fitting a word as I could figure
In my side or the haggard hole it left behind

Even bad days will soon be over
Take the time I ll show you how
Just gave up on all my regrets
Even bad days will soon be over
Scream until my lungs give out
Maybe It s your turn

Don t be a bully, a monster
Playing games that no one s winning
Cold and distant or hot and bothered
How can all these words seem fitting
I m not sure about anything about you anymore
I m not sure but maybe we ll find out

Even bad days will soon be over
Take the time I ll show you how
Just give up on all my regrets
Even bad days will soon be over
Screan until my lungs give out
Maybe it s your turn