I woke up on a sofa in an unfamiliar house
Surrounded by sleeping folks that I didn't know
On failing to find my friends
I decided that it was clearly time to goSo I made my way out of the door as quietly as I could
There was no one there I knew to say goodbye
Squinting in the sadly sobering sunshine
Of the Sunday morning lightI started the night with all my friends and I ended up alone
Oh, yes, I started out so happy, now I'm hung over and down
It was about then that I realized I was half way through
The best years of my lifeSo I scanned the local landmarks trying to find out where I was
And maybe even find a bus back home
I was longing for a shower and for clean sheets
And a charger for my phone.And suddenly it hit me that I got paid this Friday last
And so I rifled through my pockets for some change
But all I found was a packet of broken cigarettes
And sinking sense of shameI had to ask myself, well
Is it really worth it? Is any of this worth it?
Well, the whole thing's far from perfect
But I've yet to figure out a better way to spend my timeToo many suits and dirty looks made me rack my brains
And the real damage started to sink in
It'd been quite a heavy weekend
But I could just about remember where I'd beenI stood on a street corner and I felt a little sick
It was about then that I realized I was half way through
The first day of the week