Written by: Michael Beale
Produced by: Ben Kling
Master by: Brad Tuller
Lyrics
Stuck inside on uh... Mom! What day is it?
Stuck inside on a Wednesday
Don't got nowhere to go
Don't got no one to see
Don't got no one to know
Maybe that was a Monday
The days are starting to blend
I can no longer tell
The start from the end
I'm spacey now and then (Now and then)
Red eyes my oldest friend
Fell in love on a Wednesday
Walking home from work
That beautiful stare
That stain on your shirt
Maybe that was a Friday
The time seems to have stopped
Since the day you came in my life
From around the block
I'm spacey now and then (Now and then)
Dry mouth my oldest friend
Wednesday's haunting me again
Like a carousel
It's spinning back around
Left me feeling unwell
Wednesday's coming around again
Wednesday's coming around again
You can say that you know me
But I don't know myself
I packed all of my fears in a jar
And left it on the shelf
Goin' out on a Friday
And getting lost in the crowd
I dropped my mind on the floor
Left my feet on the ground
Put my head in the clouds
I'm spacey now and then (Now and then)
Red eyes my oldest friend
Wednesday's haunting me again
Like a carousel
It's spinning back around
Left me feeling unwell
Wednesday's coming around again
Wednesday's coming around again
Wednesday's coming around again