Friday comes with little warning   Saturday is close behind   Then you sleep in sunday morning   Monday back out on the line   Bitter friends go passing by you   They pretend that you're not there   It's their affection they deny you   So you pretend that you don't care   You're not to blame 'cause you were never   Made aware      Chorus   (that) it all comes back   In good time and that's a fact   It's all right--at least for now      A healthy dose of deep depression   Keeps you comfertably smug   Life without you can't imagine   It's become your favorite drug   Once you had your own direction   And all your thoughts were clean and clear   Now gazing at your own reflection   Makes you want to smash the mirror   You can never listen but I know that   You can hear      Chorus      You can always worry   You can always think that you're wrong   But never say you're sorry   For something that you've never (x2) done      The weight of the world is on your shoulders   You've seen so much and your so young   But you'll have to wait until your older   To understand all that's been done   Stand your ground because the battle has   Just begun