Ethel Cain - Mondays

^AYou ask me if I’m a^Dngry ^F#MWell, hell yeah,^D I fucking am ^ACan’t help the way god mad^De me ^F#MBut he won’t get away w^Dith that again ^AMy stomach’s torn up of gunfire ^{D F#M}And improvisational white li^Des ^AIt’s unsustainable but it’s^D just traditional

^F#MAnd I couldn’t hold him if I wanted to^D So I left^A my man in the middle of th^De highway ^F#MWon’t be seen with him caus^De that’s embarrassing ^AHe can be such a bitch and ^Dit makes me sick ^F#M All rig^Dht, all right

^AYou ask me if I’m ^Eangry ^BmWell, hell yeah^D, I fucking am ^A It’s been too long sin^Ece I’ve gotten laid ^DAnd longer still since I wanted it ^AThe only time I’^Ell open up is when I’^Bmm firing ^{D A}A bad case of the ^EMonday’s with no silver ^Dlining

^AThe cigarettes in your bag ^DYou walk out to take a smoke ^F#MI know you cough and you choke ^DJust tryna deal with it all ^AWe live our lives on loop ^DYou couldn’t believe the truth ^F#MAnd so I always knew ^DThat you'd be watching my fall

^AMaybe I'll wake u^Dp on Monday ^F#MI know that you see m^De this one way ^A85 and rainin^Dg but we still alive ^F#MHour long ride^D but I been hearin’ lies ^AThink that I'd be hypnotized ^DDrenched in your vanity ^F#MI might be off a little bit,^D but still got sanity ^ATell me that I couldn't leave ^DNow I can't breathe ^F#MYour sister calls, she sees you move ^BmAnd thinks she can’t see

The world ^Aisn't blind I been readin^E' your mind Tryna put^Bm the pieces all together ^D Now you see me o^Anline And you think it^E's divine But i’m sorry I^D've been movin’ better ^AThe things that I've seen ^{E Bm}Would make most people sick ^{D A}The dream that I dream ^{E D}Is something that they never get ^AThe things that I've seen ^{D F#M}Would make most people sick ^{D A}The dream that I dream ^{D F#M}Is something that they never get ^{D A}Somehow I’m still standin’ ^{D F#M}Who would have thought ^D

I have been looking for^A my problems ^{D E D}And knew you were lost

^DFlaunting that I’m not^A the type to be wro^Eng ^BmWhen I’ve known the type to ruin ^Dlives ^A So my eyes a^Ere wide^{D A}I’ll let you in on someth^Eing, baby ^BmI can be craz^Dy ^A If yo^Eu want crazy ^{D A}You say that I look^E angry

^BmWell, ^Dhell yeah, you’re fucking right ^A Hot pacing the back porch from all t^Ehe conversation ^DSquared up with time for these dicks tonight ^ABut the only time I’l^El open up is when I’m^Bm firing ^{D A}A bad case of the ^EMonday’s with no silver^D With no silver lining ^A Laugh myself to death, it’s s^Eo hilarious ^DEverything is a mess and we’re aware of it ^AI’d expect nothing less but I still hate Monday’s ^{E D} Yeah, I still hate Monday’s ^A

^EI still hate Mon^Dday’s I still hate Mond^Aay’s ^{E D}