"Blue Monday" lyrics

"Blue Monday"
(originally by New Order)

How does it feel
To treat me like you do?
When you've laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are

I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard your words
Tell me, how do I feel?
Tell me now, how do I feel?

Those who came before me
Lived through their vocations
From the past until completion
They'll turn away no more

And still, I find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But, I'm quite sure that you'll tell me
Just how I should feel today

I see a ship in the harbour
I can and shall obey
But if it wasn't for your misfortune
I'd be a heavenly person today

And I thought I was mistaken
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me, how do I feel?
Tell me now, how should I feel?
Now I stand here, waiting

I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold?
Grows cold

And I thought I was mistaken
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me, how do I feel?
Tell me now, how should I feel?
How should I feel?
How should I feel?
How should I feel?
How should I feel?


Writer(s): Gillian Lesley Gilbert, Bernard Sumner, Peter Hook, Stephen Paul David Morris
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