Haven't showered all weekend Haven't done the household Or any of the chores Unread books lying on the couch Laundry is waiting too Aaaaaagh, I feel depressed I know I should be doing all these things But I just can't I stare at everything around me And don't know where to start Shit... forgot to eat Was making a song Didn't like it So I left it unfinished Guess I can't even get that right Another night inside my head Tomorrow is Monday again And I already hate it Funny how a day can hurt Before it even starts I hate Mondays They used to be warm I hate Tuesdays too I don't know what changed anymore There used to be a place Where I used to feel safe Now I'm just lost And I don't know my way I feel alone Disconnected From myself And everyone There used to be a person I would see Someone I knew would be there Someone who made it easier Just by being there But not anymore Time is up And I don't want to say goodbye I trusted her She made me feel safe Like a mom, I think Maybe? I don't even know Why that feels so hard to say Maybe because goodbyes hurt When you finally feel okay When you find someone You can actually trust Someone you feel connected to And then suddenly The time is up How am I supposed to just Say goodbye? I hate Mondays They used to be warm I hate Tuesdays too Maybe I hate them more There used to be a place Where I used to feel safe Now I'm just lost And I don't know my way I feel alone Disconnected From myself And everyone Nobody understands Not really So I disappear into music Into my own dreamy world Where everything feels different Where I can talk to myself And for a little while I don't feel so alone Maybe that's why I keep making songs Even when I hate them Even when they're never good enough Because sometimes Music is the only place I know how to be I hate Mondays They used to be warm I hate Tuesdays too But maybe it's not the days Maybe it's what they remind me of Maybe it's who isn't there anymore Maybe it's saying goodbye When I wasn't ready to go I feel alone Disconnected From myself And everyone But I'm still here In my messy room With the laundry waiting And books on the couch Haven't showered all weekend Forgot to eat again Should go to sleep It's getting late Too bad I have insomnia So here I am instead Shit... forgot to eat Maybe tomorrow I'll do better Maybe I won't Tomorrow is Monday again I hate Mondays ...and Tuesdays too. Goodnight, I guess.
