There’s a song spreading “I love you”s like wet shoes in rainy days   Convincing me I have been living the same day, again and again   And I keep pictures of perfection, for whenever I don’t feel safe   Like a broken record we keep, although it’s never being played again      But if there’s still room in the sunshine then I know I’ll be just fine   If there are memories and soundtracks, I guess there’s gotta be a smile   So I keep hanging around in the sunshine, ‘cause that’s where things feel just right   And well, I guess this is the story of my life   (And that’s another reason to feel good with)      There are sugar words in rock songs, words I seem to know by heart   Just add fireworks and maybe a brand new year is about to start   And all those pictures of perfection, there’s no use for them right now   I’ll be fine as long as there are sugar words I can sing out loud      12 new cracks on my own barricade... metaphors are ok   Just let it be as vague as me      If there are memories and soundtracks then there is reason to survive   So I keep hanging around in the sunshine, ‘cause that’s where I feel alive   And I still save that word for really special times... I guess I can tell these are the best days of my life