I wake up with a coffee down my throat. I’m feeling fine though I don’t mean to gloat

I step out to take on the day, you can’t stop me, get out of my way

I heard word that he was around a gleeful feeling disguises a frown

I’m not sure just what I should do but you’re no help, so I can’t come to you

Now I see him standing at the door, don’t want to give it up but he wants more

Starting the week with a $50 Refund, I drive myself insane

Starting the week with a $50 refund, I’ve no one else to blame

I get called to see how I’ve been, “I’m not that great” I say behind a grin

‘I see that’, he says back to me. ‘I tell you I don’t like what I see’

“Well that’s just your opinion, man. I’m struggling but I’m doing all I can”

‘I won’t say what you need to do, you’ve made your choice now it’s up to you’

I’m hearing all these things I should’ve known. I learn my lessons, but it’s never shown

Because I’m starting the week with a $50 Refund, I drive myself insane

Starting the week with a $50 refund, I’ve no one else to blame