Verse
F#
Monday, you pile of bones
F#
I hope someday you'll go on home
G#m
And take all of your friends away
B
Leave the weekends, they can stay
F#
Moody, Monday blues
F#
What do you have to prove
G#m
To all the Debbie Downers here?
B
Stress was always your career
[PRE CHORUS]
G#m B
If the world could sleep right through you, then I would too
[CHROUS]
F# G#m B
I wanna feel something better
F# G#m B
Than paying dues to all our debtors
F# G#m B
I wanna feel younger, not older
F# G#m B
And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders
[MELODY]
F# B F# B
[Verse 1]
F#
How could this mess you made
F#
Turn into a grand display
B
Of all the things you've never done
B
Acheivements that you've never won?
F#
Long days sitting next to you
F#
Watching you flirt with dudes
B
Hey Frank, she doesn't care about your cat
B
Or about that one time at band camp
[PRE CHORUS]
G#m B
If the world could sleep right through you, then I would too
[Chorus]
F# G#m B
I wanna feel something better
F# G#m B
Than paying dues to all our debtors
F# G#m B
I wanna feel younger, not older
F# G#m B
And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders
[Bridge]
F# F# B B G#m G#m B B
[PRE CHORUS]
G#m B
If the world could sleep right through you, then I would too
[Chorus]
F# G#m B
I wanna feel something better
F# G#m B
Than paying dues to all our debtors
F# G#m B
I wanna feel younger, not older
F#
And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders
F# G#m B
I wanna feel something better
F# G#m B
Than paying dues to all our debtors
F# G#m B
I wanna feel younger, not older
F# G#m B F#
And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders