[Verse 1]
Mondays, you're cold
Not even the thought of me crosses your mind
Tuesdays, i'm old news
Say you moved on cause our love has expired
Wednesday came and Thursday went away
But Friday nights reminded you of me

[Pre-Chorus]
Why is it on the weekend you get all weak
And blowing up my phone
Saying you hate being alone?
Why when you were the one that said we were done?
I should be blowing up your phone
Saying i hate being alone

[Chorus]
You must love breaking my heart
It's your favourite game
You must love pulling me apart
It's your favourite game

[Verse 2]
It's like I'm the dice
You keep on gambling me all the time
I can't deny that
I'd bet a million to see you tonight
But I know it's a weekday so you won't reply
You know that you'd rather keep me hanging on the line