when you wake up on sunday morning
when you wake up but i'm still asleep
there is something that youe tired of hiding
there is something that youe trying to keep
i'm not saying that it time to go home
i'm not saying that it time you move on
everyone to blame
wee all the same
and it just a game
you don seem to give damn about me
you don even want to set me free
i am tired of this situation
i am tired will you let me be
everybody
everyone
needs that someone
anyone
to turn to when this world gets old
it all downhill from here you know?
this is all over now
i'll leave and youl be a memory
when you say goodbye
i'll leave and youl be a memory
will i be your memory?