Monday, back from the dead
  I'm letting it go, back for another one
  Tuesday, shoot me in the head
  I'm takin' it back, takin' it back
  It'll take it back
    Wednesday, she's looking for a friend
  She'll get what she wants
  Can't seem to get enough
  Thursday, it's more than I can stand
  I'm holding her down, holding her down
  She's down again
    I've gotta find a way to find her
  Where could she be?
  Four days of the week she thinks I'm the enemy
    One day, left me for the dead
  Woke up on the floor, time for another one
  Two days, she's leavin' me again, can't take it no more
  Out through the open door
    Three days, she's found herself a friend
  She got what she wants
  Still never get enough
  Four days, she's back with me again
  She's pullin' me down, pullin' me down
  I'm down again
    I've got to find a way to find her
  Where she could be?
  Four days of the week she thinks I'm the enemy
    Monday's gone
  Tuesday's fadin'
  Wednesday's gone
  Thursday's all but wasted now
    Monday, back from the dead
  I'm letting it go back for another one
  Tuesday, shoot me in the head
  I'm taking it back, taking it back
  I'll take it back
    I gotta find a way to find her
  Where could she be?
  Four days of the week she thinks I'm the enemy
  thinks I'm the enemy