Writers: Alan Tarney & Leo Sayer

monday morning nine a.m. 
I missed my bus I must've overslept again 
'phoned up work told 'em I can't go on 
since she left this house is not a home I know 

she's not coming back 
she's not coming back 
she's not coming back 
she's not coming back 

all my friends they keep coming around 
well they can ress me up but I won't paint the town 
no one else'll do the things she'd do 
all my fun is up because I know this time for sure 

she's not coming back 
-- she didn't have a reason 
-- she wanted to be free 
-- she told me she was leaving 

monday evenings used to be so easy rollin' 
staying home with her 
now this room is like a prison 
I can't go nowhere I'm nothing without her 
she's not coming back -- no more 

tuesday morning and it's not that bad 
well I'm smiling now thinking of all the fun we had 
and if I see her this is what I will say 
well thanks for asking but as you see I'm okay 

she's not coming back 
-- she didn't have a reason 
-- she wanted to be free 
-- she told me she was leaving 
she was leaving me