I'm strong all year
i try to be everyone's friend
but today i feel like nothing will be good again
Tuesday doesn't exist, its just a slot in time
it belongs to your soul now,
the only true love I'll never find
your heart was good,
but your actions were dumb
you, stupid girl
why did you have to leave me here
to grown old alone and numb?
Tuesday doesn't exist
because you don't either
if i can't have one, i want neither
you're in a box
your skin is ash
you're made of powder and all questions asked
i kissed you goodbye
your skin was cold, you were a child once but now that memory's old
goodbye, my love
my idol
my friend,
i'll give you what i promised when i see you again