Tuesday People

Nothing like you wish you were,

Your name is the only thing you're really sure of,

Sitting on the wrong side of 25.

You keep your problems buried oh so deep

Then wonder why you wake up crying,

At least the pain means you're alive.

Cause it's been months and you've had time

To face what you've been running from, running from

Yeah it's been months and you can't find

A reason why you're holding on, holding on.

Before you went away you said you thought

You'd try your hand at being a writer,

After all could it really be

Worse than waking up on Tuesday mornings

to sign away your pride for money?

At least you'd have your dignity

Yet all the while your mind is drifting back

To all those nights when you were happy,

Or at least you thought you were.

But nothing here can take away the years you wasted

Thinking you weren't lonely,

Or alone if you prefer

Cause it's been months and you've had time

To face what you've been running from, running from

Yeah it's been months and you can't find

A reason why you're holding on, holding on.

If all you wanted was somebody to hear you out,

To chase away the empty nights of fear and doubts.

Running away won't answer any of your prayers,

But you're praying, yeah you're praying.

But who are you praying to?

Is it the God you stopped believing it when he abandoned you?

Cause it's been months and you've had time

To face what you've been running from, running from

Yeah it's been months and you can't find

A reason why you're holding on.

But you're praying, yeah you're praying.

But you're praying, yeah you're praying.

But you're praying, yeah you're praying.

But you're praying, yeah you're praying.

But you're praying.