Lyrics: Dhipa Pramudya/Michelle Melody
Music: Dhipa Pramudya
Monday to sunday
Working all the time
Feels like you don't need me
Who own your heart
I called you,
The phone is ringing
I texted you,
But there's no word i got
Tired of being like you don't want me
I think this time is enough for me
You say sorry for busy all the time
You say you will give me your time
But, you'll never do the things you've said
So tired hear your bullshit thing, im done,i'm so done
So done
Monday to sunday
Working all the time
Feels like you don't need me
Who own your heart
Tired of being like you don't want me
I think this time is enough for me
You say sorry for busy all the time
You say you will give me your time
But, you'll never do the things you've said
So tired hear your bullshit thing, im done,i'm so done
So done