• It's Monday morning, and she tells me that we cant be together
    It's Tuesday morning, and I can see she means it more than ever
    On Wednesday morning, hope is coming up with the sun
    By Thursday evening, I can tell that my luck is done
    On Friday night, I'm very excited to see her
    But on Saturday, we sat in different ends of the theater

    And I can't stand it, but I have to live with this

    When it rained in August, I was stung and I was wet from your visit
    Dead September, I guess I had my chance but I missed it
    Lonely October, I decided I would leave you in the past
    Scared in November, afraid that I spoke too fast
    Ending December, and you can hardly speak to me
    In January we started all over again

    And I can't stand it, but I have to live with this

    It's been two years now, and I wish you'd forgiven me
    You say you'll never, but please don't stop talking to me
    And you're not over, the pain that I caused and that's fine
    And you're not over me, but the feelings will die in due time
    I'll spend my days, pushing back the deadline
    These days there's fire, and it's burning the doubt in my mind