Monday mourning
Tears are falling down like fluid pain
And it’s a long, lost Monday morning
The telling words I like to learn
Are dying on your lips
As the morning through my fingers slips
I find myself in times like this
Quite amazed
how eager everything is to go wrong
around me
Monday mourning
Tries to wound me
Eyes look hurt again
For have I asked and will never ask again
For I have asked, I will never ask again