It's Tuesday morning, I'm in bed Rolling to the other side, so my head's far from the radio, blaring, it's 6:24 I gotta go face the day I'd rather escape this one Love's on the rocks it seems I don't know what it means to be in love or stay in love, how do you even figure out this stuff But we go make away, and it's never explained why our hearts are pounding with pain So I'm not surprised We haven't jumped over these walls we built up inside of us It's like we're holding back now Haven't done all we can If we pick up our feet we could run a little faster It's Sunday morning, I'm sitting down listening to a sermon But the words sound the same to me Somewhere they lost their meaning So I look all around, and everyone's eyes are glazed like they don't hear a sound Call me Call me and I'll come Call me and I'll run Call me or I'll call for someone