Day Drunk (On A Monday)

It's been a long couple of weeks

I haven't had a chance to find my balance

or my feet

The fucking people always tell me

that they're wishing me well

but I know under their breath

that they're telling me to go to hell

Why shouldn't I get day drunk?

It's a perfectly fine Monday

I don't have a reason to leave my house

so I'll sit here and I'll make a song

No one can tell me it doesn't fit the lyrics

or motif of what we're trying to do

because it's about me and not you

It doesn't matter what I'm trying to say

No one ever listens to this shit anyway

There's nothing wrong with being self deprecating

If you mean well

And you know that there's no hope

of someone to listen to you