The sky is fallin', and it's
Early in the mornin', but it's
Okay somehow
I spilt my coffee, it went
All over your clothes
I gotta wear mine now
And I'm always, always, always late
And my hair's a mess
Even when it's straight
But so what?
I'm better off everyday
When I'm standing in the pouring rain
I don't mind
I think of you and everything's alright
I used to think i had it good
But now I know that I'm misunderstood
With you I'd say
I'm better off in everyway
BETTER OFF by ashlee simpson