Molotov Jive Monday Tuesday
It's coming to an ending in the hardest of ways
and she'll be coming home with make-up smeared all over
her face
It goes Monday Tuesday (anything you say)
Every night there is a dark sky hanging over our house
so you can climb up on the roof and stick your head in
the clouds
And I'm worn out, tired (being admired)
On a Monday Tuesday (anything you say)
And I was looking at this photograph from when we were
eighteen years old
and somehow that all feels like it's a thousand years
ago
Take me down to the water and make me remember why I
took so long
And she's turning up the volume as she cutting her
wrist
because her adolescence weren't supposed to end up like
this
On a Monday Tuesday (anything you say)
Your mother keeps on calling you like every night
She says you don't know what you want and what you do
with your life
She goes Thursday Friday (whatever comes our way)
She goes Monday Tuesday (anything you say)
I was looking at this photograph from when we were
eighteen years old
and somehow that all feels like it's a thousand years
ago
Take me down to the water and make me remember why I
took so long
It's coming to an ending in the hardest of ways
and she'll be coming home with make-up smeared all over
her face
It goes Monday Tuesday (anything you say)
It goes Monday Tuesday (anything you say)
It goes Monday Tuesday (anything you say)
It goes Monday Tuesday (anything you say)