At 8 o'clock we said good bye
That's when I left her house for mine
She said that she'd be staying in
Well she had to be
at work by nine

So I get home and have a bath
and let an hour or two pass
drifting in front of my TV
when a film comes on
that she wants to see

It's monday morning 5:19
and I still wodering where she's been
'cause everytime I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it almost 6a.m.
and I don't want to try again
'cause if she's still not back
then this must be
the end

At first I guessed she's gone to get
herself a pack of cigarettes
A pint of milk
food for the cat
but it's midnight now
And she's still not back

It's monday morning 5:19
and I still wodering where she's been
'cause everytime I try to call
I just get her machine
and now it's almost 6a.m.
and I don't want to try again
'cause if she's still not back
what heaven knows
what then
Is this the end


At half past two I pictuer her
in the back of someone else's car
he runs his fingers through her hair
Oh you shouldn't let him touch you there

It's monday morning 5:19
And I still wodering where she's been
'cause everytime I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it almost 6a.m.
and I don't want to try again
'cause if she's still not back
What heaven knows
what then
Is this the end?