Well you're living Where it's hip to be sad Cool to be bad at everything Never supposed to make money That was supposed to be funny Now you're just scraping by and looking old Oh my, oh my, oh my You're my Sad stranger, sad stranger Think you need me to make your sad days better Think I'm gonna change the weather for you now For you now ♪ They say you can't get out of bed The size of his shoes too big for his head The fly in the room wishes he was dead Sad stranger, sad stranger Think you need me to make your sad days better Think I'm gonna change the weather for you now For you now Sad stranger, sad stranger You estrange her Just so you can save her Like you're some kinda lone ranger So you need me to make your sad days better But I ain't gonna change the weather for you now