Texty: Adam Hood. 6th Street. Tuesday Night.

I'm always hoping for a good time
never happens on a tuesday night
two weeks and I'm hearing the same play
the same rhythm for most of my life

I hear takin from everyone's cigarette
my hands hurting from the steel strings
5 hours and it never did bother me
I was the only one listening

my life's just around me, crazy, livin every day like I do
I'm just glad there's someone like you I can come home to
I've spent my whole life searching for a road taking me everywhere
and I want to spend some time with you, baby
it's so hard when I'm never there

it takes everything to follow my heart
and sometimes I'm so afraid
I had to fight like every dog searching, baby
I pull the brakes and stop the train

I know we're tired and lonely
love is gonna pull us through
'cause I'm so glad there's someone like you I can come home to

my life's just around me, crazy, livin every day like I do
I know we're tired and lonely
love's gonna pull us through
and I'm glad there's someone like you I can come home to

girl, I'm so glad there's someone like you I can come home to

(Thanks to anna for these lyrics)