I got a
Song that I kind of want to sing
And a sh!tload of memories I want to replace
A bad love song in my head
And two pillows on my bed,
But I’ve been sleeping on the couch
I could, but I just don’t want to explain
Maybe I like you
Maybe I don’t
Maybe you’ll call me
(I’ll bet you won’t)
You said a jerk thing
I let it slide
But now I’m sitting here thinking about it
‘Cause not that much happens on a Tuesday night

I got an
ant here, crawling by my feet.
I could kill it but I don’t want to, ‘cause if that ant could speak
I could be it’s miracle, I guess
It’ s second chance to live
Although it could die two feet down the street
I could but I don’t want to think

Maybe you love me
I think you don’t
I should go call you
(I probably won’t)
Ant could be living
It could’ve died
But now I’m sitting here thinking about it
‘Cause not that much happens on a Tuesday night

On a Tuesday Night
On a Tuesday Night

Maybe you'll hear this
Maybe you won’t
And if you like it
Just tell me so
Guess you inspired it,
Guess you were right
But now I’m sitting here thinking about you
‘Cause not that much happens on a Tuesday night