It was the cigarettes and alcohol that picked the tempo up when she let it fall Or it could’ve been the sing-alongs or breaking the law that taught me everything that I can’t recall Just like a quake in the ground, we pick this up and turn this place straight upside, upside down So tonight, this one’s for us and all you’re gonna be is another drink I shouldn’t take, but that’s alright with me I’ll bet you’re home alone. Oh, I could see how you’d try to figure out what this song could mean (This is your calling out song) They’re in, you’re out. What’s so hard about that? You had your chance, and they had my back (And you can tell the whole town) We break it down until the morning comes around
I’ve learned my lesson for tonight It’s circumstantial, overbearing in the worst way You make me feel like a Monday
My disease is a one-way street to the city of destruction and the state of my disfunction Was it wrong to expect anything less? Everything that you do is suspicious Was it wrong to expect anything less? And you can tell the whole town
I’ve learned my lesson for tonight It’s circumstantial, overbearing in the worst way You make me feel like a MondayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
