Schadenfreude

Happy Monday, hope you're lonely, and it's fucking gray
Hope you have a workweek filled with disaster and dismay
Empty gas tank, empty wallet
No clean shirts, which stain should you put on?

And I hope that you're still unhappy, that would make my day
As you're parked there on the freeway
Cycling through one thousand regrets
Don't you know that would make my day?

Happy Monday, see you next never, hope you've lost your way
Summer's full of disappointment, each and every day
Roach-infested cocktail hour
Liar liar, which face will you put on?

And I hope that you're still unhappy, that would make my day
As you're parked there on the freeway
Cycling through one thousand regrets
Don't you know that would make my day?



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Burris
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