Standard (EADGBE)

Waking up on monday morning, Sunday's been and gone.

Reaching out for you, but I was alone.

No I sit at the breakfast table, table set for two.

Been the same thing every morning, silly things I do.

Oooh, don't know what to do about you,

I never could give the way you gave.

Oooh, now should I try to find you,

Keep playing every song you played me.

Feel like breaking up again.

It's a thing I've got to live with, take it on my own.

And wait until it's over, then again I never know.

If I'd only seen you going, walking out that door.

But I had no way of knowing, can't take it no more.

Oooh, don't know what to do about you,

I never could give the way you gave.

Oooh, now should I try to find you,

Keep playing every song you played me.

Feel like breaking up again.