Cada Martes

You wake up every Tuesday
when Mr. Melancholy comes to get you
you mutter as you leave
ever again will I beg them
and although tonight is very cold
this corner, at home it snows
and although tonight is very cold
this life, at home it snows every day
You were better than you could imagine
when everything is not enough and you know the crazies are them and not you
You wake up every Tuesday when your mistakes manage to catch up with you
the words of the least expected start to hit you
and although tonight is very cold
this corner, at home it snows
and although tonight is very cold
this life, at home it snows every day
You were better than you could imagine
when everything is not enough and you know the crazies are them and not you
You wake up every Tuesday