Texty: Ladyhawke. Better Than Sunday.

I'm in an empty room
I've waited here since noon
The walls are closing in
The room is getting dim
I'm feeling something wrong
The time is getting on
You've left me here alone
Your holding all I own


(CHORUS)
I can't walk the line
I can't see the time
I'm going out of view
I'm sinking into you
(x2)

I'm leaving Monday
It's better than Sunday
It's better than Sunday
It's better than than
I'm feeling younger
It's better than wiser
It's better than wiser
It's better than
(x2)


It's getting dark outside
I shrink and try to hide
There's no one else to blame
It's always been the same
I'm leaving notes around
So when I'm gone they're found
You'll wish you treated me
With much more dignity


(CHORUS)

(Thanks to Adam for these lyrics)