Sunday morning again, can't remember where the hell I've 
been,
can't even roll a fuckin' cigarette in this fucked up 
state I'm in,
sunday morning again, lost all my money and my only 
friend, 
I look into a mirror and I think: "this time it's the 
end", 

Ain't got a thing, I'm born to lose and I just can't win, 
ain't got a thing, just plain nothing, 

Sunday night again, I took one, then I took ten, 
can't even roll a fuckin' cigarette in this fucked up 
state I'm in, 
sunday night again, lost all my money and my only friend, 
I look into a mirror and I think:, "this time it's the 
end".