Lyrics

The Regrettes – Monday Lyrics

Updated

March 26, 2023

The Regrettes – Monday Lyrics

Monday Lyrics By The Regrettes

Monday is about messy rooms and existential crises, it was inspired by misery, dread and all the fun emotions of the past couple of years.
It was written at one of the peaks of Lydia’s anxiety, which she was only diagnosed with recently. After years of feeling a certain way but not identifying with any sort of mental illness, this song was her finding the validation for what she was going through. It was super therapeutic.

The song finishes with the line ‘Hey, I’m still alive‘, which Lydia believes best sums up the message of the track. “I hope people don’t connect with some of the lyrics but if they do, I want it to be a reminder that they’re good enough,” she said. “We don’t have to constantly be achieving things to be worthy. Sometimes, just being alive is enough. Getting up and making a coffee, that’s enough.”

[Intro]
Okay
Oh, just, oh, should we go now?

[Verse 1]
Open my door
I step between my clothes
Can’t find the floor
Yeah, it’s been like this before
Still washing stains
But I know they won’t fade
These growing pains
They push me ’til I break

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m pulling down my eyelids two at a time
I swear it’s just my sinuses, I’ll be fine
An existential crisis and it’s only a Monday
Tell me I’m alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Gotta get the fuck out of L.A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yеah)
Run from the sun before it burns my brain
(Yеah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ll cut the brakes
Hey, I’m still alive
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
No sympathy
Don’t look at me that way
‘Cause physically
Well, I’m falling into space
And typically
Yeah, I’d wrap it in a bow
But honestly
The cracks, they start to show

[Chorus]
Gotta get the fuck out of L.A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Run from the sun before it burns my brain
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ll cut the brakes
Hey, I’m still alive
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
I’m pulling down my eyelids two at a time
I swear it’s just my sinuses, I’ll be fine
An existential crisis and it’s only a Monday
Tell me I’m alive
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)