who is the villain on a Tuesday afternoon
when the talk we had is over too soon
my eyes sting, washed in regret
my ears echo, the words i can’t forget

now my words land like fists
on the face i would have kissed
and i know – it’s no use to hide the tears
andi know – i may not see you for years

my denial is my chosen path
her way – is to unleash her wrath
it’s too late to say i’m sorry
and i’m too proud to say i’m happy

so i stand and run to hide the tears
and i know i won’t see her your years
but i don’t want to leave it this way
honestly i just want to stay