Sunday morning again, can't remember where the hell I've been, can't even roll a fuckin' cigarette in this fucked up state I'm in, sunday morning again, lost all my money and my only friend, I look into a mirror and I think: "this time it's the end",
Ain't got a thing, I'm born to lose and I just can't win, ain't got a thing, just plain nothing,
Sunday night again, I took one, then I took ten, can't even roll a fuckin' cigarette in this fucked up state I'm in, sunday night again, lost all my money and my only friend, I look into a mirror and I think:, "this time it's the end".