Just one of those days Rexie, here are the lyrics for a Pink Floyd song that might suit the situations it is called One Of My Turns
"Day after day
Our love turns gray
Like the skin on a dying man.
And night after night
We pretend it's all right
But I have grown older
And you have grown colder
And nothing is very much fun, anymore.
And I can feel
One of all my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.
Run to the bedroom
In the suitcase on the left,
You'll find my favorite axe.
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase
One of my bad days.
Would you like to watch TV?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate a silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly? Would ya?
Would you like to see me try?
Ooohh. No!
Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?
Don't Leave Me Now
Ooooo Babe,
Don't leave me now.
Don't say it's the end of the road.
Remember the flowers I sent.
I need you, Babe
To put through the shredder in front of my friends.
Oh Babe, don't leave me now.
How could you go?
When you know how I need you,
To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night.
Oh Babe don't leave me now.
How can you treat me this way?
Running away.
Oh Babe, why are you running away" - Pink Floyd