It's Monday afternoon and I'm drinking again   And I know I promised you that the Lord would be my friend   But the Lord and I don't get along so very good   He doesn't speak a word out to me   Like you promised that he would   And I'm telling you   I wish I was a better person      When the clouds roll in and the sky promises rain   You just accept the way she is and you don't even complain   Though you wish that it was sunny and the sky would stay blue   You don't accept a thing about me   And wish that I was just like you   But I'm telling you   I wish I was a better person      I don't want to work at it   It should come naturally   It shouldn't be so difficult   Should be more like honey to the bee      Well the bee has his sting and the sky has her rain   And I have all of my things that I shouldn't do over again   But if I just say the words and I look you in the eye   That I am promising you, I promise   I wish I was a better person      I don't want to work at it   It should come naturally   It shouldn't be so difficult   Should be more like honey to the bee      Well it's Monday afternoon and I'm drinking again   And I know I promised you that the Lord would be my friend   But the Lord and I don't get along so very good   He doesn't speak a word out to me   Like you promised that he would   And I'm telling you   I am telling you   I am telling you   I wish I was a better person   A better person   A better person   A better person