Turn the tarot cards Feel like a fool I'm grasping onto nothing And there's nothing I can do So I'll turn this into something If this is how it is Cause I can't make you love me Not even with a kiss Oh, I've got 500 days of bummer Far as I can see I've got 500 days of bummer Maybe I'll become a better me And I don't feel good enough No matter how hard I try And I really feel so fucked up I keep on asking why My arms feel weak and heavy My heart is in a grip My mouth is numb like drinking My love it keeps me sick I've got 500 days of bummer Far as I can see I've got 500 days of bummer Maybe I'll become I've got 500 days of bummer Far as I can see I've got 500 days of bummer Maybe I'll become a better me