I gave you what you wanted,
it was not what you wanted at all.
Turn the light off on my way down the hall.

And i don't really know what it is i don't know,
and i don't really know.

No, I don't really know.
Will they find you face down in your driving machine?
Quietly swinging when your legs kick free.
And the cars drive by,
and you're inside.

Trying to get high enough to concentrate.
Trying to get high enough to concentrate.
Trying to get high enough to concentrate.
Trying to get high enough to concentrate.


Lyrics submitted by British Ben

Drunk on Monday song meanings
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