body of you

I hate mondays they're no fun Face my brother with a loaded gun And if he blinks i'm dead and gone I guess blood matters when it's family run Run, run, run Yeah And you couldn't say What you wanted to I can't complain Like you'd thought i do Let's say it in vain Always wanted to choose The body of you The body of you The body of you Time for the tuesday guillotine Chop the head of the broken dreams Wake again and it's all the same Blood filled rage and a can of paint And you couldn't say What you wanted to I can't complain Like you'd thought i do Let's say it in vain Always wanted to choose The body of you The body of you The body of you