On monday morning when i wake up
Gonna make up my mind
Gonna try to find a way to hide the look on my face
Come tuesday, wednesday, thursday, maybe…
By friday i'll be dangerous, dangerous, so dangerous
There's a place in the back of your brain
Where you lose the umbrella and give into the rain
Soaked to the bone, soaked to the bone
Once you got me there, can you keep me there?
By saturday i'll be fed up
This routine never lets up
Gonna try to find a way to get out of this place
Everything's better come the weekend
Except ex-friends and dead ends
Just when i thought this pen had run out of ink
I think i'm dangerous
There's a place in the back of your brain
Where you lose the umbrella and give into the rain
Soaked to the bone, soaked to the bone
Once you got me there, can you keep me there?
