Monday morning fiction on the tube then sorting out the daily mail
Nasty habit read the horoscope then pick the skin around her nails
Are shiny made for making love or kissing indiscreetly at the weekend
Miss the drink that leaves you feeling peaky
Tuesday lunchtime itchy in a suit all dressed up for the pantomime
How dyou know though when youre getting on or when youre getting back in
Line up strung up listen to the sound of someone elses fun fair
Always racing theyll catch you when you thought youd just got somewhere

Theres nothing you can do Ill make it up to you
Youre feeling just like them
Tonight well find a different world or sign a different treaty
Love makes you forgetful so completely

Youre always looking read about the lives that loiter in non fiction
While youre waiting someone stole the courage of your conviction