Driving down the deserted highway, in her light blue Volks Wagon Beetle convertible, with the top down, she turned the radio on, looking for anything to drown out the silence.

Where is the moment when we need it the most

You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

They tell me your blue sky's faded to grey

They tell me your passion's gone away

And I don't need no carrying on

Ha-ha, she laughed bitterly to herself, as the sky seemed to open up, crying, just like she felt like doing. "Is this some sick joke to you?" she yelled to the sky, "My life, is that all it is, a joke?"

You stand in the line just to hit a new low

You're faking a smile with the coffee to go

You tell me your life's been way off line

You're falling to pieces every time

And I don't need no carrying on

Her life had been in crumbles, since the day of Haley and Nathan's vow renewal, the day she found out her 'best friend' was in love with her boyfriend, again.

"How can she do this to me again?" the beautiful brunette kept screaming in her head.

Cause you had a bad day

You're taking one down

You sing a sad song just to turn it around

You say you don't know

You tell me don't lie

You work at a smile and you go for a ride

You had a bad day

The camera don't lie

You're coming back down and you really don't mind

You had a bad day

You had a bad day

She drove passed the house of the boy in her heart, and the heart of her ex-best friend. The boy of her dreams, who not to long ago, stood out in rain just like, listing reasons he loved her. The same boy who she felt was pushing her away, while she held onto him for her life.

Well you need a blue sky holiday

The point is they laugh at what you say

And I don't need no carrying on

Where she was going she had no idea, all she knew was it had to be far, far away, at least for an hour or two, she deserved that, right? Her life just kept spiraling, and when she finally thought it had stopped, she found she was once again wrong.

You had a bad day

You're taking one down

You sing a sad song just to turn it around

You say you don't know

You tell me don't lie

You work at a smile and you go for a ride

You had a bad day

The camera don't lie

You're coming back down and you really don't mind

You had a bad day

You had a bad day

She pulled up to a small, run down looking motel, half-an-hour from Tree Hill, "Perfect," she muttered quietly to herself. But she didn't get out.

Sometimes the system goes on the blink and the whole thing it turns out

Wrong

You might not make it back and you know that you could be well oh that

Strong

Well I'm not wrong

Instead she started singing along to the radio, which was still on full blast, while she looked in the mirror. "I most look horrible," she thought to herself. She was drenched head to toe. Her earlier perfect-not-a-hair-out-of-place hair, now resembled a stray dog's, her make-up was running down her face, like the last time the blonde brooding artist set her heart on the blonde brooding basketball player, he blonde basketball player, only this time the running wasn't all from tears, and her used to be perfect dress, was now undeniably wet.

So where is the passion when you need it the most

Oh you and I

You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

As she got ready to go, she put the top up on her car, grabbed her purse, and was about to turn of her car, but felt she couldn't, it was like the song was speaking right to her. She's had he cloudy day, now she just needed the blue skies. So she picked up her phone, and called the pne person she knew she could depend on, and love.

"Lucas, can you come get me…"

Cause you had a bad day

You're taking one down

You sing a sad song just to turn it around

You say you don't know

You tell me don't lie

You work at a smile and you go for a ride

You had a bad day

You see what you like

And how does it feel, one more time

You had a bad day

You had a bad day

You had a bad day

She smiled to herself, so today wasn't her day, but tomorrow, well, tomorrow is a different story.