On Monday - Dan Andriano in the Emergency Room

Trying to get home from a place so far away

That fairy tales, they ain’t got nothing on this place

Didn’t get a little help from my friends or the Architect

I ended up in space with some Australian blend

They keep on dropping hints but I don’t pick them up

A couple pennies on the floor, I say «you call that luck?»

Don’t think I’m gonna make it, just know that I tried

Tried so hard to please everyone my face got tired

Got so weak that I can’t even reach my own front door

When my heart still beating there out on my porch

Hear it sing

Sorry that I missed you on Monday

My body fell apart, then it laid right in my way

Got no big story to tell, I’m not there and back from Hell

But I blew it this time, and I missed you on Monday

They’re tryin' me like a jury, I can’t drop my defense

All you got is a story, don’t even care if it makes sense

Now I’m handcuffed to this bench, but I’m the one robbed of all my strength

No I’m not giving up, but it sure feels that way

Is it funny this shit happens almost every time?

Of just sad as hell that I still play along?

Either way