Hey Monday Mr. Pushover

No action, just like a sponge

You take it till you’ve made the final plunge

So sad that you’ve lost your spine

I hurt for you like this whole mess is mine

You are as good as dead now

Dead end; you’ve got no way out

Nobody’s got the guts to tell you

But I do

But I do

Poor, poor Mr. Pushover

Never had a doubt

Now you’re going crazy

Back, back to the drawing board

Once again believing

“They’re on to me

The haters are hating

The haters, they hate me

Lovers are loving

But the lovers, they hate me too”

Some say that true love is blind

They never said that you should lose your mind

You are just that kind of guy

Who cannot look the problem in the eye

You are as good as dead now

Dead end; you’ve got no way out

Nobody’s got the guts to tell you

But I do

But I do

Poor, poor Mr. Pushover

Never had a doubt

Now you’re going crazy

Back, back to the drawing board

Once again believing

“They’re on to me

The haters are hating

The haters, they hate me

Lovers are loving

But the lovers, they hate me too”

You think differently

So don’t get lost inside the sea

Don’t forget yourself

And I am begging

Don’t you forget me

Not me, yeah

Poor, poor Mr. Pushover

Never had a doubt

Now you’re going crazy

Back, back to the drawing board

Once again believing

“They’re on to me

The haters are hating

The haters, they hate me

Lovers are loving

But the lovers, they hate me too”