Monday - The Regrettes

Open my door, I step between my clothes

Can’t find the floor, yeah it’s been like this before

Still washing stains but I know they won’t fade

These growing pains, they push me till I break

I’m pulling down my eyelids two at a time

I swear it’s just my sinuses, I’ll be fine

An existential crisis and it’s only a Monday

Tell me I’m alive

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Gotta get the fuck out of LA (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

Run from the sun before it burns my brain (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

I’ll cut the breaks

Hey, I’m still alive (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

No sympathy, don’t look at me that way

'Cause physically, well I’m falling into space

And typically, yeah, I’d wrap it in a bow

But honestly, the cracks, they start to show

I’m pulling down my eyelids two at a time

I swear it’s just my sinuses, I’ll be fine

An existential crisis and it’s only a Monday

Tell me I’m alive

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Gotta get the fuck out of LA (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

Run from the sun before it burns my brain (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

I’ll cut the breaks

Hey, I’m still alive (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

I’m pulling down my eyelids two at a time

I swear it’s just my sinuses, I’ll be fine

An existential crisis and it’s only a Monday

Tell me I’m alive

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Gotta get the fuck out of LA (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

Run from the sun before it burns my brain (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

I’ll cut the breaks

Hey, I’m still alive (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)