Somedays & Mondays

Me and a box of memories just sitting
On the stairs
When you get home tonight thats all
That will be there
Breaks my heart leaning but it hurts me
More to stay
Weve said it all before so theres
Nothing more to say

If there is an angel out they re listening
Wont you tell me what to do

Course the devil on my shoulder
Wants me running back to you

Somedays and Mondays are hard to
Get through
Today is the first day to get over
Minute by minute each moment at a time
Someday on Monday ill be just fine

Me and a box of photographs
Suppose to rain this afternoon
The phone rang in the bedroom
Whyd I think that is was you
And Im talking myself out of thinking
We could still be friends
But the minute I give in its just
the same old thing again.

Every time I start believing
Theres a chance you might change

Reality comes chrashing down like
Thunder and the rain

It should have be yesterday
Blindfolded youre to blame
In a single world
Why cant be more logical to me
Im losing my place in line
Gone from one to ninety-nine
And its crumbling down around and spin
Round and round

Chorus: 2x