For weeks it's been frustration
Resentful aggravation
So sad to say

That it all seems just like a nightmare
But maybe today I'm spared
The constant gnawing that we're stuck in this grind


Why don't we say $#&@ it all til tomorrow
And we can chase all the bad luck away

Why give it back?
If tonight's only borrowed it's alright


Could it be desperation took a holiday?
Or is it laughing in our face?
If that's so I'm on the take

And they can burn me at the stake come Monday morning
But at least I'll get a taste


Could it be desperation took a holiday?
Or will it be back to torture all of us on Monday?
If that's the case to play it safe tonight's a waste of time

Tonight might be the only thing we have