Days of the Week

Monday, back from the dead

Im letting it go, back for another one

Tuesday, shoot me in the head

Im takin it back, takin it back

Itll take it back

Wednesday, shes looking for a friend

Shell get what she wants

Cant seem to get enough

Thursday, its more than I can stand

Im holding her down, holding her down

Shes down again

Ive gotta find a way to find her

Where could she be? 

Four days of the week she thinks Im the enemy

One day, left me for the dead

Woke up on the floor, time for another one

Two days, shes leavin me again, cant take it no more

Out through the open door

Three days, shes found herself a friend

She got what she wants

Still never get enough

Four days, shes back with me again

Shes pullin me down, pullin me down

Im down again

Ive got to find a way to find her

Where she could be? 

Four days of the week she thinks Im the enemy

Mondays gone

Tuesdays fadin

Wednesdays gone

Thursdays all but wasted now

Monday, back from the dead

Im letting it go back for another one

Tuesday, shoot me in the head

Im taking it back, taking it back

Ill take it back

I gotta find a way to find her

Where could she be? 

Four days of the week she thinks Im the enemy

Thinks Im the enemy