Monday, back from the dead I'm letting it go, back for a another one.
Tuesday, shoot me in the head, I'm taking it back, taking it back, I'll take it back.
Wednesday she's looking for a friend, she'll get what she wants, can't seem to get enough.
Thursday, it's more than I can stand. I'm holding her down, holding her down, she's down again
I've got a find a way to find her, where could she be? four days of the week, she thinks I'm the enemy.
One day, left me for dead. woke up on the for another one,
two days,she's leaving me again, can't take it no more, out through the open door,
three days, she found herself a friend, she got what she wants, still never get enough
fours days, she's back with me again, she's pulling me down, pulling me down, I'm down again
I gotta find a way to find her, wherecould she be?
Monday's gone,
Tuesday's faded.
Wednesday's gone,
Thursday's all but wasted now
Monday, back from the dead, I'm letting it go, back for another one,
Tuesday, shoot me in the head I'm taking it back taking it back I'll take it back.
Four days of the week, she thinks I'm the enemy, thinks I'm the enemy
