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You thought you could a life alone
was not a stranger, and you could recognize the dangers
And soon you found yourself surrounded by walls

Then there was the day he came
He had found a weakness, and look he gave just left you breathless
And lying there him, you're searching for some words to say
In hopes he'll stay day, but

Tuesday is spent believing his Wednesday is for breathing
And Thursday is wasted a Friday, with you waiting for the call
But Saturday's for weekend women kept for the Sunday
He's gonna take his chances, a Monday morning girl

My room, it is a canvas to
Your inspiration, at the least, fill these walls with masterpieces
And your heart 'til it can take no more

How is it that he makes you alive again
When in your arms I'd feel like dying, and the use in even trying
No song, no poem, no painting that is scrawled upon the walls and
Could the way I feel about you, but

Tuesday is spent believing his Wednesday is for breathing
And Thursday is wasted like a Friday, with you for the call
But Saturday's for weekend women kept for the sleep-in
He's gonna take his chances, a Monday morning girl

Oh, you make me feel
Yeah, seven days a week you me feel
And every single day you me feel alive

Tuesday is spent believing his Wednesday is room for
And Thursday night is just like Friday, where you're inside and waiting for the call
But Saturday's for women kept for the Sunday sleep-in
And I'm taking on a Monday morning girl

Tuesday is spent believing his is room for breathing
And Thursday night is just like Friday, you're stuck inside and waiting for the call
But for weekend women kept for the Sunday sleep-in
And I'm taking chances on a Monday girl