Tuesday People
Nothing like you wish you were, your name is the only thing you're really sure of, sitting on the wrong side of twenty five
You keep your problems buried, oh, so deep, then wonder why you wake up crying, at least the pain means you're alive
'Cause it's been months and you've had time to face what you've been running from
Running from
Yeah, it's been months and you can't find a reason why you're holding on
Holding on
Before you went away you said you thought you'd try your hand at being a writer
After all could it really be
Worse than waking up on Tuesday mornings to sign away your pride for money
At least you'd have your dignity
Yet all the while your mind is drifting back to all those nights when you were happy
Or at least when you thought you were
But nothing here can take away the years you wasted thinking you weren't lonely
Or alone if you'd prefer
'Cause it's been months and you've had time to face what you've been running from
running from
Yeah, it's been months and you can't find a reason why you're holding on
holding on
If all you wanted was somebody to hear you out, to chase away the empty nights of fear and doubts
Running away won't answer any of your prayers
But you're praying, yeah, you're praying
But who are you praying to?
Is it the God you stopped believing in when he abandoned you?
'Cause it's been months and you've had time to face what you've been running from
Yeah, it's been months and you can't find a reason why you're holding on
But you're praying, yeah, you're praying
But you're praying
Gente de Martes
Nada como lo que deseas ser, tu nombre es lo único de lo que estás realmente seguro, sentado en el lado equivocado de los veinticinco
Mantienes tus problemas enterrados, oh, tan profundo, luego te preguntas por qué te despiertas llorando, al menos el dolor significa que estás vivo
Porque han pasado meses y has tenido tiempo para enfrentar lo que has estado evitando
Evitando
Sí, han pasado meses y no puedes encontrar una razón por la que te aferras
Aferrándote
Antes de irte dijiste que pensabas intentar ser escritor
Después de todo, ¿realmente podría ser peor
Que despertar los martes por la mañana para firmar tu orgullo por dinero?
Al menos tendrías tu dignidad
Sin embargo, tu mente sigue regresando a todas esas noches cuando eras feliz
O al menos cuando pensabas que lo eras
Pero nada aquí puede quitar los años que perdiste pensando que no estabas solo
O solo si así lo prefieres
Porque han pasado meses y has tenido tiempo para enfrentar lo que has estado evitando
Evitando
Sí, han pasado meses y no puedes encontrar una razón por la que te aferras
Aferrándote
Si todo lo que querías era que alguien te escuchara, para ahuyentar las noches vacías de miedo y dudas
Huir no responderá ninguna de tus plegarias
Pero estás rezando, sí, estás rezando
Pero ¿a quién estás rezando?
¿Es al Dios en el que dejaste de creer cuando te abandonó?
Porque han pasado meses y has tenido tiempo para enfrentar lo que has estado evitando
Sí, han pasado meses y no puedes encontrar una razón por la que te aferras
Pero estás rezando, sí, estás rezando
Pero estás rezando