Alone With the TV (Instrumental) Lyrics & Tabs by The Mitchell Brothers
Alone With the TV (Instrumental)
guitar chords lyrics
She could have waited till I got home
Now she's on the train while I'm on my own
First thing this morning, you ironed my shirt for me
Lunch break, we were fighting on the phone
This evening brought back DVDs but I'm alone with the TV
First thing this morning, your head was on my chest
I had to be up early so I left you in the bed
You looked so enticing curled under the duvet
But I couldn't jump back in 'cause I didn't wanna be late
You laid there so calmly as I quickly got dressed
And my Armani cardie and shirt they were neatly pressed
I wanted to say bye but I didn't wanna wake you up
So I thought I'd give you a call on my lunch break or something
At lunch break, I rung you on the house phone
But you never answered
So I thought I'd give you a call on my lunch break or something
At lunch break, I rung you on the house phone
But you never answered
So I hung up and rung back on the voda
We were chattin' so kosher
But then you started to moan, love
About how I never give you no time
When I'm out on the roads 'nuff
I couldn't take all this long talk
So I told you please ease off
I had to press the red button with my thumb
'Cause I was so peed off
This evening I bought back some Chinese to munch
And I even went an' got some DVDs to watch
First thing this morning, you ironed my shirt for me
At lunch break, you were vibin' on the phone
This evenin' I bought back DVDs but I'm alone with the TV
My head in my hands
Starin' right at my hair brush on the table
Beside my cuppa tea and toast still untouched
My fist on the table, eyes fixed on the carpet
Telephone going off, can't be arsed to go and answer it
My head in my hands 'cause I opened up the front door
To see if there was any post for me on the floor in the porch
My fists on the table 'cause the letter I just read in black
Had just said that you had left with my best friend
My eyes to the ceiling 'cause I thought it was all a joke
Til I opened up your wardrobe, no hangers, no clothes
My head in my hands 'cause the photo I'm holding
Is a photo of you and your fuckin' smile
First thing this morning, you ironed my shirt for me
At lunch break, you were vibin' on the phone
This evenin' I bought back DVDs but I'm alone with the TV
This evening, I have bought back love actually
'Cause I thought what we had was actually love
But I cant see your Gucci scarf or your Zara gloves
There ain't no Mac lip gloss or eyeliner or stuff
On the bathroom sink there's only one toothbrush
There's only one face wash, there's only one sponge
On the table by the stove, there's a note and a biro
I'm trying to chase you on the voda, love
Just to ask you why go
At lunch break I should have listened
To your whinin' on the phone and not been so impatient
Or tired of your moanin'
I should have told you we'll sort it when
I get in at 6 and settle our differences by talkin' it out and shit
First thing this morning, I should have rubbed off Simones
Paulas and Josephines numbers off my phone
If I'd done that this morning, you'd be here at home
If I'd done that this morning, I wouldn't be alone
First thing this morning, you ironed my shirt for me
At lunch break you were vibin' on the phone
This evenin' I bought back DVDs but I'm alone with the TV
First thing this morning, you ironed my shirt for me
At lunch break you were vibin' on the phone
This evenin' I bought back DVDs but I'm alone with the TV
She could have waited til I got home
Now she's on the train while I'm on my own
