Song Lyrics
Will you blow your brains out on a Sunday?
Or will you slag it off
Until the moon goes down and do it Monday.
You said
Nobody
Will love you
Like you need
A riddle
You figured
You’d never
Unravel
And there you are now, waiting for the night to turn into another sunrise.
Will you blow your brains out on a Monday?
Or will you wait it out,
See if the love comes 'round and do it Tuesday?