Monday Morning 5:19

At eight o'clock she said goodbye
that's when I left her house for mine
she said that she'd be staying in
well she had to be at work by nine
so I get home and have a bath
and let an hour or two pass
sitting in front of my tv
when a film comes on that she wants to see

it's monday morning 5:19
and I'm still wondering where she's been
'cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
and now it's almost six am
and I don't want to try again
'cause if she's still not back then heaven knows, what then?

At first I think she's gone to get
herself a pack of cigarettes
a pint of milk, food for the cat
its' midnight now, and she's still not back
At half past two I picture her
in the back of someone else's car
he runs his fingers through her hair
oh you shouldn't let him touch you there

it's monday morning 5:19
and I'm still wondering where she's been
'cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
and now it's almost six am
and I don't want to try again
'cause if she's still not back then heaven knows, what then?
Is this the end?

It's monday morning 5:19
and I'm still wondering where she's been
'cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
and now it's almost six am
and I don't want to try again
'cause if she's still not back then heaven knows, what then?
is this the end.