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[Intro]: A [Verse 1]:
AThursday cameD and went withouAt a reason But that's the kindD of thing thAat Thursdays will often do I went to bed knowin' better, then woke Dup believin' That I oAnly had FEriday to geAt tEhrough
[Verse 2]:
AFriday's neDver long, it feAels rF#meal easy 'Til SatAurday winds Dup just Friday'sA fF#mool ThAen Sunday left to hope,D almost decievin' Me about Ahow EI was over yAou
[Chorus]:
Then hBere came MoDnday and I remembereBmd how thAat hurt can feel The pEain goes on and on, it gets really rAeal Then here Dcame Monday and I remembeBmred whereA it all went wrrong It looked like I was doin' Efine untiAl MonGdaDy Acame along
[Instrumental]: A D A D A D A E A [Chorus]:
Then here cDame Monday and I remembered Ahow that hurt can feel The pEain goes on and on, it gets reAally real Then here cDame Monday and I remembereBmd whereA it all went wrong It looked like I was doin' Efine untiAl Monday cEame along AYeah I guess I was doin' fine and Ethen MondaAy cGamDe Aalong