It's been a long couple of weeks
I haven't had a chance to find my balance
Or my feet
The f*cking people always tell me
That they're wishing me well
But I know under their breath
That they're telling me to go to hell
Why shouldn't I get day drunk?
It's a perfectly fine Monday
I don't have a reason to leave my house
So I'll sit here and I'll make a song
No one can tell me it doesn't fit the lyrics
Or motif of what we're trying to do
Because it's about me and not you
It doesn't matter what I'm trying to say
No one ever listens to this shit anyway
There's nothing wrong with being self deprecating
If you mean well
And you know that there's no hope
Of someone to listen to you
Why shouldn't I get day drunk?
It's a perfectly fine Monday
I don't have a reason to leave my house
So I'll sit here and I'll make a song
No one can tell me it doesn't fit the lyrics
Or motif of what we're trying to do
Because it's about me and not you
Why shouldn't I get day drunk?
It's a perfectly fine Monday
I don't have a reason to leave my house
So I'll sit here and I'll make a song
No one can tell me it doesn't fit the lyrics
Or motif of what we're trying to do
Because it's about me and not you