These days I get up real early, I take a train And then another train to get to work I sit tired looking out of the window As I'm on my way to work I come home I. I sit down and I just don't know So I stair into a wall And wonder and scwander the time These days. These days I'm tired These days. These days I'm tired The idea of beeing someone Someone who was new but now just. falls through And as the first wave hits. I just wanna go out and get laid I wish I could split. but I don't where I'd go Ooh these days, these days, these days I'm tired These days I'm just so, so tired And it plays It plays. It plays. It plays, it plays, it plays, it plays, it plays, it plays, it plays out into a place where Someone says it's ok, love. But what do they know? What do they know?