Monday is male atoms
Tuesday is made of bones of Adam
Wednesday is when we wear our weakness
Thursday and we long for the weekend

You aren't entitled to me or my story
Survival
But we're here my friends
And this story, it never ends

Not all, but you
Not all, but you
You can down-size me
But I can criticize you
We are through
And you can sit in the back-seat, without me

We are one voice
We're demanding
You better watch out you boys
You have a choice
You better make it
If you want to enjoy the time we have together, oh

It could be forever
To think that we were friends
But you won't change
So now it ends

Not all, but you
Not all, but you
You can down-size me
But I will criticize you
We are through
And you can sit in the back-seat, without me

Cheap leather seats and a poor view out the dirty window
Cheap talk and he's not as good a flirt as he thinks he is, so
I'm leaving this moment behind, like the dust on this drive
I'll survive
Male atoms are cold
In the back-seat

Not all, but you
Not all, but you
You can down-size me
But we will criticize you
We are through
And you can sit in the back-seat