Lyrics of Stefanie Sun's I'll leave you on Monday

I have no luggage to leave love

I can't find an expression, but I don't hate you

I don't like the game of reasoning when you leave

I don't want to make a detour just to avoid you

I'm a little sad

Sad people do not want to love themselves

Then I have to stop loving you

Open the distance, waiting for one day suddenly think of you

I can't remember why I left

Turn over the old diary and write again

It's fine on Monday. I'll leave you

Suddenly I made up my mind

I draw stars on the calendar

It's fine on Monday. I'll leave you

I don't carry any luggage except a diary accompanying me in exile

Sad people do not want to love themselves

Then I have to stop loving you

Open the distance, waiting for one day suddenly think of you

I can't remember why I left

Turn over the old diary and write again

It's fine on Monday. I'll leave you

Suddenly I made up my mind

I draw stars on the calendar

It's fine on Monday. I'll leave you

I don't carry any luggage except a diary accompanying me in exile

It's a bad day today

Suddenly decided to leave you oh

It's fine on Monday. I'll leave you

Suddenly I made up my mind

I draw stars on the calendar

It's fine on Monday. I'll leave you

I don't carry any luggage except a diary accompanying me in exile

I don't carry any luggage except a diary accompanying me in exile