Monday night I'm home alone
the week just started
and I have to find a way to carry on
It's been a month since you let me go
once I heard that months
can last for years well now I know

Need to call I'm on my knees
Instead I order in Chinese
like we did on Mondays
I mean please
And now as I hold
this fortune cookie in my hand
I see how much I miss you

Sugar, flour, vanilla, oil
words of wisdom for my turmoil
lucky numbers make no sense
they make my blood boil
Like the wings of a butterfly
joined together for a while
now broken in a thousand pieces

You're divine and you're mine
I need a sign from this fortune cookie
that you're mine and I'll be fine
I need a sign from this fortune cookie

Begging the sun to bring the light
my god, how many hours
left ‘til fucking night
Wish you were here to hold me tight
dawn is lost without your sparkling eyes to shine bright

I’m staring at the door
broken chopsticks on the floor
as I'm mumbling something
like j' adore
Now as I hold
this fortune cookie in my hand
I see how much I miss you