On a Wednesday Night
Mmmm, so good at making plans
But I don't stick to them
Blame the nature of this craft
I sing you don't talk back
Ohh
And the daylight hurries by
While I work for my own time
Oo I'll let the sunshine in my mind
Cheers to the working guy
Ooowaa
What am I supposed to feel
When I'm tired of everything
Cry in the bathroom
To the open space (on a Wednesday night)
Getting too old too soon
Gotta ditch before it's late
Gotta go play the show sell my soul
Or I won't be that good girl you know
Haaayaaaaaa
Sink or swim I choose to dive
Splash around in my own right
But you know the butterflies
Deep, wide, they know what isn't right
And the future glows so free
Why could it lead me too
Why would I have so many
Reasons pointing reach straight through
Until that time sigh
What am I supposed to feel
When I'm tired of everything
Cry in the bathroom
To the open space (on a Wednesday night)
Getting too old too soon
Gotta ditch before it's late
Gotta go play the show Sell My Soul
Or I won't be that good girl you know
Hayaaa
Gotta go play the show sell my soul
Or I won't be that good girl you know
Gotta go play the show sell my soul
Or I won't be that good girl
You know
But I don't stick to them
Blame the nature of this craft
I sing you don't talk back
Ohh
And the daylight hurries by
While I work for my own time
Oo I'll let the sunshine in my mind
Cheers to the working guy
Ooowaa
What am I supposed to feel
When I'm tired of everything
Cry in the bathroom
To the open space (on a Wednesday night)
Getting too old too soon
Gotta ditch before it's late
Gotta go play the show sell my soul
Or I won't be that good girl you know
Haaayaaaaaa
Sink or swim I choose to dive
Splash around in my own right
But you know the butterflies
Deep, wide, they know what isn't right
And the future glows so free
Why could it lead me too
Why would I have so many
Reasons pointing reach straight through
Until that time sigh
What am I supposed to feel
When I'm tired of everything
Cry in the bathroom
To the open space (on a Wednesday night)
Getting too old too soon
Gotta ditch before it's late
Gotta go play the show Sell My Soul
Or I won't be that good girl you know
Hayaaa
Gotta go play the show sell my soul
Or I won't be that good girl you know
Gotta go play the show sell my soul
Or I won't be that good girl
You know
Credits
Writer(s): Amelia Isabella Genevieve Northey- Taylor, Amelia Isabella Genevieve Northey-taylor
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