Tuesday - You Am I

Saw the sun come up again

Last week’s papers and a pack of darts

That got me through 'til ten

The ten fifteen’s five minutes late

I really should just get out more these days

Next door is coughing up his lungs

Two A.M.

I’m sure she said

She’s gonna get herself a gun

I blacked out from three to five

You should hear what’s going on outside

As the morning bread goes hard

On the corner shop they’re waiting

Just for rush hour to start

And I’m wondering why his kids are late

I really should just get out more these days

Days, and each one shows

There’s so much I’ll never know

If I don’t ever get

If I never get home, home

And old Ryan’s still his rust

And Tuesday comes and goes

Like any late night bus

I could do a lot more with my time

But you should hear what’s going on outside