Lyrics

I told my lady who?s out
Saturday night, ain?t it bright
I told my lady I?m right
In my head, in your bed
I could?ve said it was nothing
But it turned to something else I want
Yet I gotta get up, get up, get up
In the morning I?ve gotta get on by

Told my lady I?d wait
Here instead, lie in bed
I told her I couldn?t see what lay ahead
I might be dead
I could?ve said it was nothing
But it turned to something else I want
Yet I gotta get up, get up, get up
In the morning I?ve gotta get on by.

I told my lady I?m back
I?m on track in my head
When everything that I see is not red
And I?m not scared
I could?ve said it was nothing
But it turned to something else I want
Yet I gotta get up, get up, get up
In the morning I?ve gotta get on by.

All my life running scared