Monday, back from the dead

I'm letting it go, back for another one

Tuesday, shoot me in the head

I'm takin' it back, takin' it back

It'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 gotta 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 the dead

Woke up on the floor, time for another one

Two days, she's leavin' me again, can't take it no more

Out through the open door



Three days, she's found herself a friend

She got what she wants

Still never get enough

Four days, she's back with me again

She's pullin' me down, pullin' me down

I'm down again



I've got to find a way to find her

Where she could be?

Four days of the week she thinks I'm the enemy



Monday's gone

Tuesday's fadin'

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



I gotta find a way to find her

Where could she be?

Four days of the week she thinks I'm the enemy

thinks I'm the enemy