Monday came too quickly
Tuesday wouldn't pass
Wednesday went too swiftly
And Thursday felt too fast
Friday I was f*cked up
By Saturday I'm spent
Sunday I felt tough love
Right back into Monday's arms again
I'm riding in this taxi
In hopes that it won't tax me anymore
My friends are in the backseat
Trying to open up the doors
And maybe if you'd ask me
What I was riding for
I'd say just everlasting
Peace that I can find of that I'm sure
I'd do it all again
I'd do it all again
I'd do it all again
And Monday I could focus
Tuesday I felt dead
Wednesday I would notice
That Thursday never left
Friday I was hopeless
And Saturday I wept
Sunday I had noted
All the things that Monday kept
I'm riding in this taxi
In hopes that it won't tax me anymore
My friends are in the backseat
Trying to open up the doors
And maybe if you'd ask me
What I was riding for
I'd say just everlasting
Peace that I can find of that I'm sure