Half a mile from where we used to meet
Fourteenth and Hollow Tree, the dead end of the street
Five minutes late, I'm wondering if you're there
Three glasses deep, I'm wondering if you care about me

Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
Saturday
Sunday
I'm stuck on Sunday

The days drift by just like you said they would
The drugs are clean, the conversation good
Outside, all alone, I hear you say
I suddenly remember that I've forgetten everything, everything, everything

Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
Saturday
Sunday
I'm stuck on Sunday

I try, yes, I try
I almost left myself for dead
I almost ...
That you really want what's good for me
Do you really want what's good for me?
Do you really want what's good for me?




Lyrics submitted by smileforthecamera

The Second Summer song meanings
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