I hate Mondays, 'cause they make me think of you
Remind that nothing stays, yet nothing feels like new
On Tuesdays I lose, my mind all over again
On Tuesdays I write the words that I know I'll never say
Then I wake up on Wednesdays, thinking that I'll be okay
But Wednesdays are always the same, and you're still so far away
Thursdays don't change a thing, I try not to overthink
That's the day you decided to leave, so I cried and I started begging
But on Friday you never came back, sent someone else to come pack your bags
And I called you a hundred times, just wanted to ask you why
Why didn't you wanna stay? Couldn't wait until Saturday
Saturdays used to be okay, but you just threw it all away
Sundays are the worst, always realize you're not the first
To tell me there's no one else, then you leave with someone else
Sundays make me wish I was someone else
Then it's Monday all over again