I wake up
Monday morning,
go to work,
come home,
and then I fix myself a little snack,
then I go to bed.
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday,
my days are all the same.
Then when Friday
rolls around,
I feel that awful pain.
And now I'm lonely on weekends.
It's Saturday
once more.
That's when all my tears began,
cause you walked out the door.
It's not the
day you left me
that brings you to my mind,
but the fun we had on
weekends that you left
I wake
up Monday morning, go to work, come home,
and then I fix myself a little snack,
then I go to bed, go to bed once more.
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday,
my days are all the same.
Then when Friday rolls around,
I feel that awful pain.
It's not the day you left
me that brings you to my mind,
That's why I'm lonely on weekends,
thinking just of you.
Yes, lonely on weekends,
since my weekdays are all through.