I was looking lost, it was cold outside
The whiskey rocks how you caught my eye
My red lips painted, just got them black
I needed something to bring me back
You knew the play and we danced all night
But something wasn't right
So I'll see you next Tuesday
If I ever get desperate
Or I'm so beyond faded
Just said I'll see you next Tuesday
Kinda nice how this morning I would sit around waiting
And I'm not just being cold I'm just watching you pretend
Like your heart is on your sleeve when I know you have a girlfriend
I'll see you next Tuesday
Oh oh, oh oh, oh
You won't call and you won't admit
The lies you spin...
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