Feels Like Monday Lyrics

Dirty skies and shattered lives,
It feels like Monday.
My heart bleeds like a divorcee's,
It feels like Monday.
Tried it while I hatched a plan,
On Saturday I wrote it down,
I wrote it on my filthy hands to tell you it's over on Sunday,
And now it feels like Monday.

Rush hour drones pass traffic cones
It feels like Monday.
We can't stop as the dials drop
It feels like Monday.
Tried it while I hatched a plan,
On Saturday I wrote it down,
I wrote it on my filthy hands to tell you it's over on Sunday,
And now it feels like Monday.

And I told you some day things were going to change.
Does it feel like Monday today?
Yes it feels like Monday.
Yes I told you one day things I was going away.
Does it feel like Monday today?

Feels like Monday.

Feels like Monday.