You better keep on runnin' from the mess you made You can't lie it away, its' your way, or no way, baby Go on and pull that trigger it's judgment day, you're gonna pay There's no time to pray Cause your way is his way, Monday to Sunday Tuesday to doomsday In the light, he'll never follow you In the lights, there's no control of you But he's the choir you've been preaching to As he takes you, and breaks you down Yeah, you're goin' down And did I mention that it's never gonna be the same, it's not a game Yeah, it's much too late, 'cause your way is his way, baby There's no time, space, or motion when there's hell to pay You're just a name... Cause your way is his way, Monday to Sunday Tuesday to doomsday In the light, he won't remember you, in the light, he'll never fight for you But he's the choir you've been preaching to, as he takes you, and breaks you From the blood inside the darkest veins He praises misery and raises cain You feed the fire when you feed the beast While he cheats you, and beats you down Yeah, you're goin' down... Cause your way is his way, Monday to Sunday Tuesday to doomsday In the light, he won't remember you, in the light, he'll never fight for you But he's the choir you've been preaching to, as he takes you, and breaks you From the blood inside the darkest veins He praises misery and raises cain You feed the fire when you feed the beast While he cheats you, and beats you down Yeah, you're goin' down...