[Verse 1]
Dear Mother, we all got bad days
And I know you will understand
Where we open up a foreign door
With a pair of foreign hands

Where we find ourselves alone at the foot
Of a pair of foreign stairs
Dear Mother, you know how our bad days
Can catch you unaware
And catch us unaware

[Verse 2]
Dear Mother, we all got bad days
And I know that you will agree
With a bottle that's filled up with Vicodin
And a child who looks just like me

And a cellar that's as dark as winter is cold
With a hole in stone, cold wall
And a child like me who's hiding
A child who can't hear your call

[Pre-Chorus]
There's a string that runs through our bad days
If you pull that string real tight
The days all crumple together
And all that you see is night
[Chorus]
And the doorknob becomes your enemy
And the window, you see through a haze
Dear Mother, I wish you could stand inside
And see all my bad days

[Verse 3]
Well, my bad days all got together
And they stood in a row for me
And I plunged deep into the row
And I couldn't hear and I couldn't see

And I came out after thousands came
And thousands passed away
Now I stand all alone at the foot of the stairs
And I wait for more bad days

[pre-Chorus]
There's a string that runs through our bad days
And if you pull that string real tight
The days all crumple together
And all that you see is night

[Chorus]
And the doorknob becomes your enemy
And the window, you see through a haze
Dear Mother, I wish you could stand inside
And see all my bad days
My bad days