Yesterday

I was hanging out on the corner of the street

With my hands in my pockets just staring at my feet

Listening to the Beatles from the burnt up radio

I bought it for a dollar from a man in Terrigal

Sifting through my sorrow, I never felt so low

Drowning like a lizard, a human puppet show

Standing at the peak of my bottom-dwelling self

Thinking when’s this gonna stop, and is it time for hell?

And I just can’t figure it out

Did I make a mistake somehow?

Oh, I wish there was a cheap way out

I’m supposed to figure out tomorrow

But all that I can think about is yesterday

I’m supposed to figure out tomorrow

But all that I can think about is yesterday

Feeling like a failure, I wander down the street

Tripping over on my hopelessness and burnt reality

Laying on the side of the road I was afraid

That I may never get up again and never feel the same

She took hold of my hand, she never let it go

She picked up all the pieces, she’s my Marilyn Monroe

Standing at the side where she looked into my eyes

And she told me not to worry and to hold my head up high

And I just can’t figure it out

Did I make a mistake somehow?

Oh, I wish there was a cheap way out

I’m supposed to figure out tomorrow

But all that I can think about is yesterday

I’m supposed to figure out tomorrow

But all that I can think about is yesterday

Tomorrow won’t be easy, and neither will today

I wanted to close my eyes and dream of yesterday

But I won’t do that, no I won’t do that

I can’t do that anymore

I’m supposed to figure out tomorrow

But all that I can think about is yesterday

I’m supposed to figure out tomorrow

But all that I can think about is yesterday