mrmrs. - sundays lyrics
somedays
i feel like i’m dreading sundays
i’ve been telling you since monday
that i’ve been feeling some way
i just feel i’m waiting
for something new, i’m waiting
i’m sick of this i’m wasting
i’m sick of this i’m bailing
if you feel like my heart wasn’t true
stick a knife in my back, i won’t put up a fight
if you feel like my heart wasn’t pure
stick a blade in my back i won’t ask you for more
well, i’m holding onto blind hopes and false dreams
my memory’s eluding me
and i swear that i can’t remember last fall
who i was with
who i went through it all
you see, eventually
my eyes won’t see
i’m losing sleep
my lungs are weak
and i can’t breathe at all
with this smoke in my lungs
the air in my head makes me fall
if you feel like my heart wasn’t true
stick a knife in my back, i won’t put up a fight
if you feel like my heart wasn’t pure
stick a blade in my back i won’t ask you for more
you’re just trouble
you’re just trouble
you’re just trouble to me
you’re just trouble
you’re just trouble
you’re just trouble for me
(3x)
you’re the on-
you’re the only trouble that i need
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