It's only tuesday and I hate myself
Another dawn break is not gonna help
Tomorrow wednesday destroys my head
I guess by thursday the soil's my new bed

The distant shine of a bright and fair world
But all that shines might just be fool's gold

The boxing ring is open on week
inside my head and I'm starting to bleed
I put down my gloves 'cos the fight is lost
It's only tuesday and I miss you so

The distant shine of a bright and fair world
But all that shines might just be fool's gold