I still think that Wednesday wanted to follow Tuesday   Because of his good looks.   Either way they took the toll.      We were always tied together,   We never had a chance.      On any other day, I might have put up with all of this.   I wouldn’t have walked away.   But not today, I doubt I’ll try.   I doubt I’ll even give you the chance or time of day.   We’re just like something from a romance novel,   But this one’s for real.      This could be the first time or the last,   that you’ll ever notice just how much I mean to you,   or see the things you do to me.      It’s great incentive, it’s not by chance he came upon her,   Or that she fell in love with him.