verse 1 E Monday, you pile of bones E I hope someday you'll go on home F#m And take all of your friends away A Leave the weekends, they can stay E Moody, Monday blues E What do you have to prove F#m To all the Debbie Downers here? A Stress was always your career PRE Chorus F#m A If the world could sleep right through you, then I would too
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E F#m A I wanna feel something better E F#m A Than paying dues to all our debtors E F#m A I wanna feel younger, not older E F#m A And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders MELODY E A E A verse 1 E How could this mess you made E Turn into a grand display A Of all the things you've never done A Acheivements that you've never won? E Long days sitting next to you E Watching you flirt with dudes A Hey Frank, she doesn't care about your cat A Or about that one time at band camp PRE Chorus F#m A If the world could sleep right through you, then I would too
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E F#m A I wanna feel something better E F#m A Than paying dues to all our debtors E F#m A I wanna feel younger, not older E F#m A And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders Bridge E E A A F#m F#m A A PRE Chorus F#m A If the world could sleep right through you, then I would too
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E F#m A I wanna feel something better E F#m A Than paying dues to all our debtors E F#m A I wanna feel younger, not older E And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders E F#m A I wanna feel something better E F#m A Than paying dues to all our debtors E F#m A I wanna feel younger, not older E F#m A E And have the weight of the world taken from my shoulders
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