Rialto - Monday Morning 5. 19

 

At eight o'clock we 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
Drifting 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
Cos everytime I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it's almost 6 a.m.
And I don't want to try again
Cos if she's still not back
Then this must be the end

At first I guess she's gone to get
herself a pack of cigarettes
A pint of milk, food for the cat
But it's 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
You shouldn't let him touch you there