V1Yesterday, I was happyYesterday, afraid of askingYesterday, not heart broken Yesterday, YesterdayV2Today, You think I’m someone specialToday, you ask to take me back Today, I think I’m someone newToday, TodayChorusI hate Mondays in May Tuesdays, get in the wayWednesday, nothing to sayFighting fucks the rest of these daysV3.Last night, The fighting never seseLast night, words flying from your mouthLast night, you three me out the door againLast night, Last nightV4Tonight, You say that you forgive me Tonight, She tries to make it rightTonight, I won’t return her calls againTonight, TonightChorusI hate Mondays in May Tuesdays, get in the wayWednesday, nothing to sayFighting fucks the rest of these days

Irish Girl

She’s looking through me Through my washed up faceShe wants to run away from herI think I’m going crazy from this placeBut I’ll be here when it all gets weirChorusHangs out behind the club….She’s my girl, My Irish girlHangs out in ol’ Murphy’s Pub….She’s my girls, My Irish girlShe comes from the Irish punk rock sceneShe played guitar and like my bandShe was up all night afraid to dreamAfraid of her home in IrelandChoruHangs out behind the club….She’s my girl, My Irish girlHangs out in ol’ Murphy’s Pub….She’s my girls, My Irish girlBridgeLet’s go, Lets go start a fightLet’s get stoned and rock all night…x2ChorusHangs out behind the club….She’s my girl, My Irish girlHangs out in ol’ Murphy’s Pub….She’s my girls, My Irish girl

Life

Life is such a wreckRunning from here to thereBow down and show some respectTo the ones who despairCaught in oblivion Feels like Christmas againFeeling the chemicals fusionJust like staring at the hit manBurning up inside Coursing through my veins Planning for your homicide Trying to keep saneLying awake in bed Nothing to hold on toRunning through my headAll these thought of youLife is such a wreck Nothing to hold on toWriting out that fatal checkFor the death of you repeat x2

Time

Time, Time is of the essence Time, Time is running outI wish I could go back in time and stop the apocalypseTime, Time is running outChorusThe clock keeps ticking Right on byBetter luck next time When time flies byThe amps keep ringing Just like last nightSeconds left standingWhen time flies by

Undedicated

Intro/ VerseUndedicated friendHe was never there through the endWe’re going to make past the warped tourAnd He won’t be thereBridge Undedicated, Unapreciating, so fucking overrated friendUndedicated FriendHe got nothing in the endNo longer part of the bandNow just one of our fanschorusVocals 1: Undedicated……….x4Vocals 2: Repeats verse 1&2V3. Undedicated friendHe was never with us ever againProbably sits at home all day (fucking homeschooler)Never got another chance to play with us