Words and music by Andru Bemis

Why you always come running to me to settle up your scores?
I got my own troubles, can’t you see
I ain’t got time for yours

You might be sad, you might be down
But you can’t let them always push you around
Look out your window and see, it’s another fine day
It might be bad, but it could be worse
I hate to tell you, baby, but you ain’t the first
Baby don’t you worry cause it’s just another fine day

Why you always come bleeding to me when you got stabbed with your own knife?
I’ve got my own troubles, don’t you know
I ain’t got time for your life

You might be sad, you might be down
But you can’t let them always push you around
Look out your window and see, it’s another fine day
It might be bad, but it could be worse
I hate to tell you, baby, but you ain’t the first
Baby don’t you worry cause it’s just another fine day

I’m so tired of your attempts to get me down
Get out of my sight, get out of my life
Girl, get out of my town

You might be sad, you might be down
But you can’t let them always push you around
Look out your window and see, it’s another fine day
It might be bad, but it could be worse
I hate to tell you, baby, but you ain’t the first
Baby don’t you worry cause it’s just another fine day