Thursday half past two

A table for two without you

The sun will always find nothing new

Thursday half past three

Feel free on the matinee

Turn on the TV and can't feel my knee

And I say hey be in love be alive

And when there's no hope tears won't help to survive

Thursday half past four

1 2 3 and sore

Close my eyes and I can't wake anymore

Oh yes everything is perfect

Oh no nothing's imperfect

And I say hey be in love be alive

And when there's no hope tears won't help to survive

Thursday half past six

The air is thick and I feel sick

With all the dreams on Sugar stick