Lyrics

Don't tell me That you've had a bad day You should have been here by eight Something got in the way I've heard that before You felt bad, you couldn't Get a car And when you did you couldn't Get far with it A flat tyre, I've heard it before But I know what the truth is It's someone else I don't want you to admit it is No I don't want you to admit it Now this day is over soon I have to see you again tomorrow afternoon I've heard that before You don't want me to follow you home Cos you don't want me to see That you're not alone I don't want to know more Cos I know what the truth is ...