sunday
Lyrics
It feels like Sunday
When you'd call me up again
We could do whatever
Never have to play pretend
Because on Monday
Everybody knows it then
You're a vacant body
And you act like I'm nobody
Now the weeks fly past
And I don't think about you
But one more ask
And you're back in my head tonight
(It's that look in your eyes, make my heart melt)
(And I'll tell you it all, it is heartfelt)
It's that look in your eyes, make my heart melt
And I'll tell you it all, it is heartfelt
I got nothin' to spare leave it all on the table
Know when to fold, hit me up when you're stable
It feels like Sunday
When you'd call me up again
We could do whatever
Never have to play pretend
Because on Monday
Everybody knows it then
You're a vacant body
And you act like I'm nobody
Now the weeks fly past
And I don't think about you
But one more ask
And you're back in my head tonight
It feels like Sunday
When you'd call me up again
We could do whatever
Never have to play pretend
Because on Monday
Everybody knows it then
You're a vacant body
And you act like I'm nobody
Now the weeks fly past
And I don't think about you
But one more ask
And you're back in my head tonight
(It's that look in your eyes, make my heart melt)
(And I'll tell you it all, it is heartfelt)
It's that look in your eyes, make my heart melt
And I'll tell you it all, it is heartfelt
I got nothin' to spare leave it all on the table
Know when to fold, hit me up when you're stable
It feels like Sunday
When you'd call me up again
We could do whatever
Never have to play pretend
Because on Monday
Everybody knows it then
You're a vacant body
And you act like I'm nobody
Now the weeks fly past
And I don't think about you
But one more ask
And you're back in my head tonight
Writer(s): Michael Hoovler
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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