Monday, sunday, the same to me 3am, 3pm, the same to me Cheez-its, goldfish, the same to me Resting, sleeping, the same to me Don't know what i've done the past week or so I don't know what i've become the past week or so (yeah) I miss that kid his name was billy (yeah) I miss that kid his name was billy Church on sunday, no rainy days But i love when the clouds come and go away Smell the air outside on the front porch Bug nets, no mosquitos, and no remorse I don't know what i've done the past week or so I don't know what i've become the past week or so (yeah) I miss that kid his name was billy (yeah) I miss that kid his name was billy