Monday, 30 May 2011

monday

Open up my eyes and rub out the sleep
Try to get up and get ready for the week
But I just cannot,
Help being an idiot,
So I just cover my face and go back to sleep
Hope that things would work out for me
The problem as you say,
Is that today..
Happens to be a Monday and I so hate them, lala la ... la la la

The alarm rings again and I fianlly get up
Late for the train and in the traffic I get stuck
Oh why cant it be,
the world waits for me
So I can then just take my time
And not have to worry about saving the nine
The problem as you say,
Is that today..
Happens to be a Monday and I so hate them, lala la ... la la la

Yeah I tried to grow up to face this life
Fell flat on my face and hurt my sides
Trying hard to win this race
And all I bring along is a smile on my face
Nothing that I ever do seems to add up
So whats the point in me creating a fuss?
Be my Alice and hold my hand
Take me to your wonderland
Except that it could be a Monday
The problem as you say,
Is that today..
Happens to be a Monday and I so hate them, lala la ... la la la
She's sat in a chair,
Playin with her hair
Cos she cant make up her mi-nd

I-am playing my gutiar,
Acting like a star,
Hoping she can make up her mi-nd

About me - e- e- e yeah

She gets up to walk away
And turns to look at me
Maybe she's made up her mi-nd

I-am stuck in a song
Things are going wrong
For she's made up her mi-nd

About me-e-e-e yeah