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I sit alone |
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I drink alone |
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I was born alone |
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I'll die alone |
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I dream alone |
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I heal alone |
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I exist alone |
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And maybe now that's a lot of alone to put up with |
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Chrous: But |
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I like drinking on a |
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Monday mornin' |
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Tuesday, Wednesday, |
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Thursday too |
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Friday, Saturday, |
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Sunday mornin' |
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Monday morning start anew |
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Chorus Well |
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I been mistreated so my damaged self image |
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Is what I learned when |
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I believed that what was said was true |
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Try harder, ya punk, you're an idle underachiever |
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Maybe so but |
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I'll spite you now |
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I've somethin' to prove |
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I've taken every behavior and identity on |
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Because I surely learned to be ashamed of my own |
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But aggression's not conflict resolution |
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Even though family, government, society and wrestling tell ya so |
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Chorus Well there's life outside school and your parents garden |
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So let go of how you learned your defences that way |
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It's probably you who's being selfish |
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No one has to stay with you when that's what you say |
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You take your anxieties out on other people |
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When you feel their behavior isn't true to you |
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And chemically on yourself when your damaged self image |
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Adheres to |
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MacGowan's philosophy and other men's truths |
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Chorus x2 |
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Learning to let go of ideals and other people should be a virtue |
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Instead of torturing other for life |
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Never learning, never open, 'cause you've all these conclusions |
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Just 'cause it didn't work for your parents |
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No need to force it to work with your wife |
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Well no one can make me happy or see my side |
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Cause the anxiety's internal that makes us sad |
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So reassess addiction to chemicals and chronic wankin' |
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Well if that's what makes me happy then |
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I've always been sad |
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Chorus x3 |
