Tuesday on my own You swung by my home Said where you wanna go? No one has to know
We were driving like kids We lit a cigarette and kissed You've been waiting for me Guess I was waiting for you too
I'm just calling you up I'm just calling to say
How does it feel? Now that I'm not around Never meant this to hurt you I will let you down And how does it feel now? I've been stringing you out Made you wait for me so long Then I let you down
Thursday you're alone You're staring at your phone And now your bank is broke You blew it on the road
I'm just trying to get by I'd been wasting my whole life Like a record that spins Ending just as it begins
I'm just calling you up I'm just calling to say
How does it feel? Now that I'm not around Never meant this to hurt you I will let you down And how does it feel now? I've been stringing you out Made you wait for me so long Then I let you down
I'm just calling you up I'm just calling to say
How does it feel? Now that I'm not around Never meant this to hurt you I will let you down And how does it feel now? I've been stringing you out Made you wait for me so long Then I let you down
Compositores: Seton Lloyd Daunt, Tom Dewhurst, Thomas Gordon Mcnair Taylor, Christopher Nicholas Ostler, Isobel Jane Baxter Phillips (Isobel Phillips) ECAD: Obra #19532516