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On a Monday night Im nothing
on a Tuesday night Im nobody
On a Wednesday Thursday Friday night Im sad
Then the weekend comes to haunt me
Of all the places I should be
Minding me of the best times I ever had
So theres nothing wrong with being alone
No need to call the doctor
Sometimes people need to be by themselves
And theres nothing weird about hating yourself
When youve seen the hours Ive spent
Darkness comes and darkness goes
Just like my good times went
Old and driving
Tired from straying too far
My head wont give me a break
And the rest is making my history
I never seem to make the right decision anytime
I need to crash this piece of shit into a tree that fits
So I dont know how to finish this song
Im happy now but for how long
Im a sad tune and Ill have to keep the tone
Well its only a matter of time before I feel like shit again
Im a happy army marching to defeat