Mondays

Everyone keeps saying that you're fucked up, As if you're past the point of no return. Much as people have tried to convince me, I'm not sure I'm willing to learn my lesson. Wasn't what I thought it was and you'll never Have the chance to prove me wrong Every day feels like a Monday I haven't had a rest in so long. Got no love left in me, anymore Not for anyone, there's no room in my heart But I can't evict or get you out of there Tried several times just can't seem to start The ending. Wasn't what I thought it was and you'll never Have the chance to prove me wrong Every day feels like a Monday I haven't had a rest in so long. We don't know each other these days really Asked me to leave I eventually did I'd be lying if I said I didn't want you to reach out But this and all else I will keep hid Wasn't what I thought it was and you'll never Have the chance to prove me wrong Every day feels like a Monday I haven't had a rest in so long.