Sunny Side Up No More Scrambled Skunk

I'm trying to understand, I really am Why do you choose to walk on the dark side of the street It's cold and harsh and lacks a certain rhythmic beat Turning you grey from fingertips to feet As from the dark alleys and shadows you eat Does the darkness give you ease Is it a cure for your disease Tell me please I'm willing to risk words that might freeze Are there demons you need to appease Does it give you comfort to see others on their knees In your presence the temperature drops a few degrees I seen you Just the other day All of a sudden with clouds you walked my way I wanted to but I couldn't stay With cruel words you chose to play Taking perverse pleasure as my smile faded away How can someone have so much useless to say When life could be happy You are the one bringing the pain I've watched it over and over again With you around a good mood is impossible to maintain You're like a skunk in the corner and the smell doesn't wane Is this the strange reputation you want to maintain Around you a kite couldn't fly I see people try and I wonder why You take their happy and suck it dry Me I've had enough adios and goodbye I refuse to be a part of this, I'm not that guy I prefer to live sunny side up You can have scrambled and keep living your lie!