Sing a song of hope
Dream a dream of wonder
Bite the road yourself
Fight the dream and wonder
Raise a glass in triumph
Working men unite
The rise of genius ending right before your eyes

Sunday morning and you crawl right out of bed
Three pots of coffee can never cure this pounding head
Today I feel hollow, still we got tomorrow
I can barely see but it's alright
It's a social reason why it's never got older with time

‘Cause you're my angel
You're my four leaf clover
You're my demon and I'm sad to say it's almost over

And we found a beacon in the ocean that I bled
Giving me the feeling that we're both better dead
Raise a glass in triumph for we win tonight
Before the weekends ending right before your eyes

‘Cause you're my angel
You're my four leaf clover
You're my demon and I'm sad to say it's almost over
You're my cheap fix
You're my weekend soldier
You're my weakness and I'm sad to say it's almost over

Don’t build me up
Don’t fill my cup with things
'Cause you want me to change my mind
Don’t build me up
Don’t fill my cup with things
Another something you left behind
Don’t build me up
Don’t fill my cup 
Don't shut me up 
Won't lose my…

You're my angel
You're my four leaf clover
You're my demon and I'm sad to say it's almost over
You're my cheap fix
You're my weekend soldier
You're my weakness and I'm sad to say it's almost over
It's almost over (sad to say)
It's almost over