Daylight come and there's an aching in my head

Give me back to me, I might as well be dead

'cos I'm tryin' to get back to you, babe

Yes, I'm tryin' to get back to you babe

Yes, I'm tryin' to get back to you.



Smiling lawnman got me sweeping out my cell

Bust me open, got my picture, know me well

And he's tryin' to make me go down

And he's tryin' to make me go down, down, down

And he's running me out of town



It's a hard way to live, it's a hard way to live

Walking wrong and talking wrong ain't helping

It's a hard way to live, it's a hard way to live

Trusting me then bursting me wide open.



Papa Monday with his shaking making eyes

Mama Monday smiling taking all his lies

And she's tryin' to make out she don't care

Yes, she's tryin' to make out she don't care

And she's tryin' to make out she's cool.



It's a hard way to live, it's a hard way to live

Walking wrong and talking wrong ain't helping

It's a hard way to live, it's a hard way to live

Trusting me then bursting me wide open.