Its a Monday and guess what?
I'm on the hook
A few more days to go and a pain in the butt
I'm on the hook
The weekend returns and then it burns
I'm on the hook
It starts all over again as I play pretend
I'm on the hook
When will the lights fade, and I end
I'm on the hook
Where was my choice, when my life had to begin
I'm on the hook
Traveling nowhere and finding me there
I'm on the hook
Down on my knees as I pray
I'm on the hook
Standing up now to find my way
I'm on the hook
I am weary now and tired of just being
I'm on the hook
Sweating sanity while sanity is fleeing
I'm on the hook
I shutter and I cry as I hope to shrivel and die
I'm on the hook
Its just he and I
Where I'm on the hook
And, where he is the cook.
