Looking at the cop in the rear view mirror Probably should have stopped but the crosswalk was clear I'll just imagine it's a ticket to a Broadway show
Looking at the clouds and they seem kinda funny Probably gonna rain but my outlook is sunny I'll just imagine that I'm laying out in Mexico
Cause I know that pleasures gotta come with pain And I know that things won't always go my way And I know that life is gonna suck some days
But I can't comlaine I can't comlaine Every days too short to let it go to waste Now I can't comlaine I can't comlaine You gotta treat every day like a holiday
And I'm telling you That I know some days I'm gonna stumble And I know the cookie's gonna crumble And I know that life is gonna suck some days But I can't complain
Waiting on a never ending train at the crossing Paing it to mind cause you just keep talking We'll just imagine it's the good old days and take it slow
Spending Christmas Eve on the floor of the airport Dying to get back to the people that I care for Smiling just dreaming about my puppy in my bed back home
Cause I know that pleasures gotta come with pain And I know that things won't always go my way And I know that life is gonna suck some days
But I can't comlaine I can't comlaine Every days too short to let it go to waste Now I can't comlaine I can't comlaine You gotta treat every day like a holiday
If you can't say nothing good don't say nothing If you stop to think you could come up with something That makes you feel so good When times are rough it's ok
I can't comlaine Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Don't let it go to waste Now I can't comlaine I can't comlaine Every days too short to let it go to waste Now I can't comlaine I can't comlaine You gotta treat every day like a holiday
And I'm telling you That I know some days I'm gonna stumble And I know the cookie's gonna crumble And I know that life is gonna suck some days But I can't complain