verse 1
E
Monday, you pile of bones
E
I hope someday you'll go on home
F#m
And take all of your friends away
A
Leave the weekends, they can stay
E
Moody, Monday blues
E
What do you have to prove
F#m
To all the Debbie Downers here?
A
Stress was always your career
PRE Chorus
F#m A
If the world could sleep right through you, then I would too
E F#m A
I wanna feel something better
E F#m A
Than paying dues to all our debtors
E F#m A
I wanna feel younger, not older
E F#m A
And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders
MELODY
E A E A
verse 1
E
How could this mess you made
E
Turn into a grand display
A
Of all the things you've never done
A
Acheivements that you've never won?
E
Long days sitting next to you
E
Watching you flirt with dudes
A
Hey Frank, she doesn't care about your cat
A
Or about that one time at band camp
PRE Chorus
F#m A
If the world could sleep right through you, then I would too
E F#m A
I wanna feel something better
E F#m A
Than paying dues to all our debtors
E F#m A
I wanna feel younger, not older
E F#m A
And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders
Bridge
E E A A F#m F#m A A
PRE Chorus
F#m A
If the world could sleep right through you, then I would too
E F#m A
I wanna feel something better
E F#m A
Than paying dues to all our debtors
E F#m A
I wanna feel younger, not older
E
And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders
E F#m A
I wanna feel something better
E F#m A
Than paying dues to all our debtors
E F#m A
I wanna feel younger, not older
E F#m A E
And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders