Monday back from the dead I'm letting it go back for another one Tuesday shoot me in the head I'm taking it back taking it back I'll take it back Wednesday she's looking for a friend She'll get what she wants Can't seem to get enough Thursday it's more than I can stand I'm holding her down holding her down She's down again I've gotta find a way to find her Where could she be Four days of the week she thinks I'm the enemy One day left me for the dead Woke up on the floor time for another one Two days she's leaving me again take it no more Out through the open door Three days she's found herself a friend She got what she wants Still never get enough Four days she's back with me again She's pulling me down pulling me down I'm down again I've got to find a way to find her Where she could be Four days of the week she thinks I'm the enemy Monday's gone Tuesday's fading Wednesday's gone Thursday's all but wasted now Monday back from the dead I'm letting it go back for another one Tuesday shoot me in the head I'm taking it back taking it back I'll take it back I gotta find a way to find her Where could she be Four days of the week she thinks I'm the enemy thinks I'm the enemy