THE MONDAY FIGHT BODY'S AWAKE SOUL STILL SLEEPS IN FORGOTTEN CHAMBERS THE SUN IS UP BUT I'M NOT THERE MY SPIRIT LEFT WITHOUT A CARE THE CEILING STARES BACK AT ME AS IF IT KNOWS MY MISERY THE CLOCK MOVES ON I LOSE MY NAME ANOTHER WEEK THE SAME OLD GAME I DRAG MY FEET THROUGH EMPTY HALLS A THOUSAND DREAMS BEHIND THESE WALLS I FAKE A SMILE AND PLAY MY PART BUT MONDAY ALWAYS BREAKS MY HEART I WAKE UP LAY BACK DOWN AGAIN I'M LATE FOR WORK AGAIN ON SUNDAY NIGHT THE TV GLOWS THE SILENCE TELLS ME WHAT I KNOW TOMORROW COMES WITHOUT A SOUND AND DRAGS MY DREAMS BACK TO THE GROUND THE CEILING STARES BACK AT ME AS IF IT KNOWS MY MISERY THE CLOCK MOVES ON I LOSE MY NAME ANOTHER WEEK THE SAME OLD GAME I DRAG MY FEET THROUGH EMPTY HALLS A THOUSAND DREAMS BEHIND THESE WALLS I FAKE A SMILE AND PLAY MY PART BUT MONDAY ALWAYS BREAKS MY HEART I WAKE UP LAY BACK DOWN AGAIN I'M LATE FOR WORK AGAIN