You don't like anything

You sit and laugh at every word I say

Fuck your funny games

It's rainy outside and I'm too tired to play

It's about time we made a change

I shot the driver dead and then I grabbed the reigns

And drove around until I found a preacher that could save me.

Is it sunday or is it monday?

Who knows?

Hey, check this out.

Everybody wants the answers

I just look and smile

I flash the teeth and I make it seem

Like everything is doing just fine.

But is it sunday or is it monday?

Who knows?

And I can't find a single reason why

The days I seem to love you come and go

If you fuck me right and leave me wrong

Then I will probably never let you go.

Is it sunday or is it monday?

I don't know.

So we might as well live our life

Without a single worry in the world

Even though it's likely we will die

We'll die without ever needing to know.

If it's sunday or if it's monday

'cause I don't know

And I can't tell if it's sunday or if it's monday

Who fucking knows.