My Anjuna

You can buy yourself out of misery
Until the wee hours of dawn
Swallow your pride
Get your poker face on

It's only Monday
Before you know it
Tuesday's come and gone
Friday's a friend
Friday's not your friend

How many mistakes
Does it take to make a wrong
How many lies to make it right, to make it right
How many times do I let myself go, crying
My Anjuna, mine

You can smother your sorrows with a whiskey sour
Been there in those long drawn out hours
Saturday's a shoulder
But I'm not sure if I want to cry
Yeah I'm not sure if I want to cry

How many mistakes
Does it take to make a wrong
How many lies to make it right, to make it right
How many times do I let myself go, crying
My Anjuna, mine
My Anjuna, mine

I see
My reflection only on Sundays
I feel
Wasted now

I see
My reflection only on Sundays
I feel
Wasted now



Credits
Writer(s): Kristian Ignatius Bento
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