[Spoken Intro] Monday—you said next week. Another month—you said next week. Seventeen months later… Still fucking next week. [Verse 1] Every time I called, you had another line “Just waiting on the numbers, mate—give me a little time” I counted every Monday like a prisoner counts days While you hid behind a screen and rehearsed the same old phrase I put my whole life on hold You put my calls on ignore And every time I reached the line You moved it back once more [Pre-Chorus] I gave you trust You gave me smoke I carried the weight While you treated it like a joke [Chorus] Next week never came But the bills did The pressure did The sleepless nights and damage did Next week never came You fed me tomorrow While you buried today You kept telling me to wait Till waiting was all that remained I learned the hard way— Next week never came [Verse 2] I built the road that brought the whole damn thing to life Put the future on the table, put my family in the fight Then you climbed into the driver’s seat with nothing but your word And every door I opened closed without an answer being heard No work on the ground No money through the books Just wear on the machine And those carefully rehearsed looks Every lead went cold Every promise went thin While I watched from the outside Of the thing I fucking built [Pre-Chorus] I asked for truth You gave me spin I asked where we stood You wouldn’t let me in [Chorus] Next week never came But the bills did The pressure did The sleepless nights and damage did Next week never came You fed me tomorrow While you buried today You kept telling me to wait Till waiting was all that remained I learned the hard way— Next week never came [Verse 3] So I crossed all those miles to meet you face-to-face Thinking you couldn’t hide behind your silence in that place But you looked into my eyes and promised one more time “The report will come next week—the minutes come tonight” The night came and went Then another day Not a message, not a word Just the same familiar game That was the moment The final piece fell You weren’t buying more time— You were putting me through hell [Spoken Bridge] You know what came? The debt came. The fear came. The doctor’s notes came. The nights without sleep came. My family watching me become someone I didn’t even recognise came. But next week? Next week never fucking came. [Breakdown] NO MORE NEXT WEEK NO MORE “SOON” NO MORE EMPTY PROMISES HANGING IN THE ROOM NO MORE WAITING NO MORE LIES NO MORE WATCHING MY FUTURE DIE BEFORE MY EYES YOU HAD YOUR TIME YOU HAD MY TRUST YOU LEFT IT ALL TO ROT AND RUST [Final Chorus] Next week never came So I stopped waiting You don’t get another day Of the life that I’m reclaiming Next week never came But the truth did The anger did The man you thought you’d broken did You kept telling me to wait But I’m walking away You can keep your fucking promises— I’m taking back today [Outro] Next week never came. So I did.
