I scream? Dear you, dear you (Chorus) Could you see How much that you mean to me I'm sorry I let you slip away From all that you could be Why didn'
a small mind So tell me what your views are And I will tell you mine How's the weather? (Gray and boring) It's back to work on (Monday morning) Oh,
to take it) Day by day You cruise around the corner You watch your back You sweep your feet down alley streets Sometimes you creep, I never see you comin' Monday, man you
It's Monday morning And I would kill for a chance to drive Get so far away from here with you my dear That I'll never leave your side Nobody knows the
Dear God, I know I'm not worthy But I need you so please won't you hurry And help me turn back from the path I have trod You'll never be sorry, dear
sleeping Willingly leaves my mind? Highly frustrated wanna feel elated Come Monday morn you feel checkmated You can be uncool and become the rule Exceptions were made to drown I'm not used to it, you
You read the papers today? I read the news today oh boy About a tragic comedy Newspaper hinted suicide The letterhead read dear Johnny The tainted truth
dreams of paradise? All the world around us is ocean blue So tell me, dear, is it true: The more that you know, the less you believe in? Tides of tomorrow
mine And, Monday morning's CUPID'S DEAD, HEADLINES READ, CUPID'S DEAD CUPID'S DEAD, HEADLINES READ, CUPID'S DEAD Oh, Romeo, Oh, Romeo You wouldn
to kid myself, because i knew what i would miss, i miss you in the morning and last thing at night, i love the way you see things, you got that view
The way you ramming inches in me Slam me in different positions Grasp and grip my hips and titties Put one leg up drag and flip me Fucking me up, down, back, to front (How you
real Then you came by and told me dear the same sweet Monday morning Overnight, you dreamed about me Overnight, you loved me too Overnight, we found
setting, silence is all you hear David, getting really sick he is sweating like a pig The fever's got him now And Sarah's father dear, the morning snack
open to my awful situation So I'm writing you a letter to demand an explanation When the floor wax that we bought from you Arrived here Monday morning
, for my sake more than yours. (The dead feel no guilt) I need to know that what you took was everything we had, but monday morning quarterbacks just
to melt, Beneath the bridges he knelt. Cross the bridge of god, cross the bridge. Old man is waiting for the end to arrive, Grey monday morning with
