[Intro]
One, two, three

[Verse 1]
I like New Year's, I like Mondays, I like firsts of the month
Notebook paper, wet cement, the moment's never been touched
I like knowing that there's something that I haven't messed up
'Cause I will, and I do, and I'm supposed to

[Verse 2]
I am perfect if by perfect you mean totally flawed
I am wrestling with the presence of an all-knowing God
I drink caffeine even though I always said I would not
So I'm weak, or a fool, but I'm supposed to be
That's me

[Chorus]
I rush the future, I cling to the past
I'm terrified the present will not last
I see the irony, I get the fact it's already gone
By the time that the thought has passed
I am working on it, give me some grace
I like empty pages, I like Mondays

[Verse 3]
I like order, I like answers wrapped in ribbon and twine
I grab hold of unknown outcomes 'til my knuckles are white
I am trying to be kinder to this body of mine
'Cause it keeps me alive like it's supposed to
[Chorus]
I rush the future, I cling to the past
I'm terrified the present will not last
I see the irony, I get the fact it's already gone
By the time that the thought has passed
I am working on it, give me some grace
I like empty pages, I like Mondays

[Bridge]
I would eat the solar system
All in one bite
If it could give me clarity
If it would let me freeze time
I'm trying to surrender
But I'm hard-wired for fight
Give me some grace
I like empty pages, I like—

[Outro]
I like New Year's, I like Mondays, I like firsts of the month
Notebook paper, wet cement, the moment's never been touched
I like knowing that there's something that I haven't messed up
'Cause I will, and I do, and I'm supposed to