I'm the Monday morning blues
With this tired rotten attitude
And it's all because of you
We're trying to hold on
But it's slowly getting harder now
We'll hang on somehow
Stay the night we'll be alright
I know we'll come around
I know we'll come around
And we can't stop now
I'm tired what's the use
This week is no good news
And it's all because of you
Am I thinking way to much?
Or not thinking at all?
It's so delusional, it's so delusional
Why do you build yourself up on killing me?
I just got to get away
Get away, come on get away
Why do you get yourself off on killing me?
I just got to get away
Get away, come on get away
