Days of the Week - Stone Temple Pilots

Monday, back from the dead

I’m letting it go, back for another one

Tuesday, shoot me in the head

I’m takin' it back, takin' it back

I’ll take it back

Wednesday, she’s lookin' for a friend

She’ll get what she wants

Can’t seem to get enough

Thursday, it’s more than I can stand

I’m holdin' her down, holdin' her down

She’s down again

I gotta find a way to find her

Where could she be?

Four days of the week

She thinks I’m the enemy

One day, left me for dead

Woke up on the floor, time for another one

Two days, she’s leavin' me again

Can’t take it no more

Out through the open door

Three days, she’s found herself a friend

She got what she wants

Still never get enough

Four days she’s back with me again

She’s pullin' me down, pullin' me down

I’m down again

I gotta find a way to find her

Where could she be?

Four days of the week

She thinks I’m the enemy

Monday’s gone

Tuesday’s fadin'

Wednesday’s gone

Thursday’s all but wasted now

Monday, back from the dead

I’m letting it go, back for another one

Tuesday, shoot me in the head

I’m takin' it back, takin' it back

I’ll take it back

I gotta find a way to find her

Where could she be?

Four days of the week

She thinks I’m the enemy

thinks I’m the enemy