Tell Me
Monday's here, it's the devil's day
A cup of cold coffee and we're on our way
A cry bubbles up from down near my spleen
But I stifle it 'fore it hits my throat
Tuesday's here and there's no escape
Is this a sidelong jag or a cruel jape?
A girl from Nevada boards a bus one way
And she knows back home there'll be hell to pay
So please tell me what to say
'Cause I'm too afraid to say anything
Tell me what to say
And I'll get by, I'll get by
Wednesday is the worst of all
But she's on her feet, she's standing tall
It can be hard when you're born like this
So move on after the good-bye kiss
Thursday and things are looking up
The cold coffee's back and it fills my cup
She's quietly desperate, there's hell to pay
But she'll pay the price and be on her way
So please tell me what to say
'Cause I'm too afraid to say anything
Tell me what to say
And I'll get by, I'll get by
Friday night's the time for fun
So kick your heels, 'cause the slaving's done
It's party time, she'll show some style
Let it all go just a little while
The weekend's the time to remind yourself
Of everything that you put on that shelf
So blow off the dust and oil the gears
Roll it on back just a couple of years
So please tell me what to say
'Cause I'm too afraid to say anything
Tell me what to say
And I'll get by, I'll get by
So please tell me what to say
'Cause I'm too afraid to say anything
Tell me what to say
And I'll get by, I'll get by
A cup of cold coffee and we're on our way
A cry bubbles up from down near my spleen
But I stifle it 'fore it hits my throat
Tuesday's here and there's no escape
Is this a sidelong jag or a cruel jape?
A girl from Nevada boards a bus one way
And she knows back home there'll be hell to pay
So please tell me what to say
'Cause I'm too afraid to say anything
Tell me what to say
And I'll get by, I'll get by
Wednesday is the worst of all
But she's on her feet, she's standing tall
It can be hard when you're born like this
So move on after the good-bye kiss
Thursday and things are looking up
The cold coffee's back and it fills my cup
She's quietly desperate, there's hell to pay
But she'll pay the price and be on her way
So please tell me what to say
'Cause I'm too afraid to say anything
Tell me what to say
And I'll get by, I'll get by
Friday night's the time for fun
So kick your heels, 'cause the slaving's done
It's party time, she'll show some style
Let it all go just a little while
The weekend's the time to remind yourself
Of everything that you put on that shelf
So blow off the dust and oil the gears
Roll it on back just a couple of years
So please tell me what to say
'Cause I'm too afraid to say anything
Tell me what to say
And I'll get by, I'll get by
So please tell me what to say
'Cause I'm too afraid to say anything
Tell me what to say
And I'll get by, I'll get by
Credits
Writer(s): Paolo Tondo, Andrew David Allen, Luis Alfredo Salazar, Hong Tat Tong, Jovany Javier Barreto, Jesse David Weeks, Robin Ghosh
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