Days of the Week-Charlotte Martin

歌手 : Charlotte Martin

专辑 : Veins

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:38

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TXT Days of the Week-Charlotte Martin 文本歌词

Days of the Week (一周七天) - Charlotte Martin

It's Monday mornin' and the coffee's on the brill

The sun's a warnin' sendin' signals to the moon

I rise and fall in my accustomed rusted habits

I can't believe myself and I can hardly stand it anymore

It's Tuesday mornin' I file my nails and wash my hair

You're still sleepin' like I'm hardly even there

The smell of tangerines are floatin' through the window

I wonder if someday I'll turn into your widow or your maid

It's Wednesday mornin' I think you may have tried to cheat

I smell the perfume on the inside of your sleeve

I must admit I know I can be quite obsessive

I get dramatic and I'm ready to confess it to the Lord

It's Thursday mornin' I could be pregnant could be bored

I want to love you

I want to be the staple sword

We might be out of soap or real communication

And all the tricks my little brain

Plays on my nerves they need to end

It's Friday mornin' thank god the weekend's almost here

Let's get some breakfast and get far away from here

So I can tell you that I am a secret agent

Who's stationed in a small hotel in southeast asia

But that's a lie you know I've never even been there

I tend to get real bored with my own head

And try to make you care