Garfield
Oisin Magee
Mondays never felt this bad
The longest week you've ever had
It's Tuesday now
Your tired eyes be damned
A glass of wine may kill those thoughts
Before you know it, you have been caught
Alone somewhere between drunk and at rest
And you want to close your eyes
You're filling up your time
With things that only bring you down
And you're gonna lose your mind
If you fill it up with lines
Of stories that have never been real
And you want to close your eyes
But you're filling up your time
With things that only bring you down
And you're gonna lose your mind
If you fill it up with lines
Of stories that have never been real
So, take my hand
Run away with me
You'll be glad
Just wait and see
Pack you things
It's time to leave