past morning and I raise my head

wonґt turn on the lights wonґt get out of bed

phone bugs me baby youґre not here

I wish I didnґt wake up

how I wish today was yesterdays news

in my head I canґt get no trus

friends seem like foes - creeps on the street

theyґre always here ti greet me

dogday mornings

I open my eyes and they meet me

dogday mornings always there to greet me

been so long since the good times rolled

police, thieves, hookers all outta control

some get looked up some just gotta go

news days are-a-rising

but I dont wanna know

past sunrise and the drinkґs gone sour

wanna turn time back to the midnight hour

in my dreams youґre always here with me

but they always wake me up to greet me