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 twenty five.
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 when you thought you were.
But nothing here can take away the years
You wasted thinking you weren't lonely, or
Alone if you'd 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 in when he abandoned you?
Is the only thing you're really sure of,
Sitting on the wrong side of twenty five.
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 when you thought you were.
But nothing here can take away the years
You wasted thinking you weren't lonely, or
Alone if you'd 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 in when he abandoned you?
Credits
Writer(s): James Veck-gilodi, Thomas Ogden, Lee William Wilson, Christopher Daniel Pennells, Matthew Veck-gilodi, Max Britton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.