Another Blue Monday

🎶 Chorus: Another blue Monday, another hangover Another wasted paycheck, 'til next weekend rolls over Still got glitter on my shoes and a headache from the sun I swear I'm done — 'til Friday comes Verse 1 – Monday: Monday hits hard like a slap in the face Mascara on my pillow, can’t find my suitcase Meeting at nine, but I hit snooze twice I’m half-alive and craving fried rice Verse 2 – Tuesday: Tuesday’s just Monday with slightly less pain My inbox is scary, my coffee’s in vain I Google “jobs where you sleep all day” But I fake a smile and hit reply, “Okay!” Pre-Chorus: Midweek I dream of neon lights Of bad decisions and blurry nights 🎶 Chorus: Another blue Monday, another hangover Another wasted paycheck, 'til next weekend rolls over Still got glitter on my shoes and a headache from the sun I swear I'm done — 'til Friday comes Verse 3 – Wednesday: Wednesday’s the hump, but I’m stuck at the base Staring at my screen like I’m lost in space Lunch break's a nap with my head on my desk And I wake up drooling in my polka dot vest Verse 4 – Thursday: Thursday’s got vibes, but I still play it cute Happy hour whispers, “Go wild in that suit” One drink turns to five, then karaoke shame I belt out Shakira like it’s my claim to fame 🎶 Chorus: Another blue Monday, another hangover Another wasted paycheck, 'til next weekend rolls over Still got glitter on my shoes and a headache from the sun I swear I'm done — 'til Friday comes Verse 5 – Friday: Friday at five, I'm a whole new me Dressed to the nines like I’m VIP The group chat's lit, and the city's alive It's time to blow it up — and maybe survive