this week or last week i, don't really care about it anymore

i write myself this later, i tell myself you let me go

without me, what's wrong with you? Monday Monday Monday

your house or mine, i don't really care about it anymore

i close my eyes i, make myself unhappy so you'll go

without me, what's wrong with you, i say damn your mood

swings, damn your mood swings

i'm calling out, i don't really care for your city anymore

i spend the night i, lay awake and miss you when you go

without me, what's wrong with you?