歌词
She lost her way home, and now she's starting to crack
Everything she wanted, everything she won't get back
And I won't sing her song
So she promised she'll hate them all from now on
And I know by now we all hate when Sunday comes
The day of the Lord has become our somber zone
Where we all recall things we hide inside
Unless we close our eyes
Hurrying to the airport she is glad to be on her way
The ride's been playful, we're pretending that it's all ok
But I smell heartbreak and lies
So now that we can fake no more she'll maybe stop denying
And I know by now we all hate when Sunday comes
On this day of rest we will sing our somber song
When we all recall things we hide inside
Unless we close our eyes
Unless we close our eyes
But I, I was only trying to rest all day
Then I, I will wear my usual frowning face
Because of you
'Cause I got my reason to be hating every Sunday, too
Every single time I wake up and I miss you
And I won't be alright
'Cause I know I won't see you 'round in my hometown
And I know by now we all hate when Sunday comes
On this day of rest we all sing our somber song
When we all recall things we hide inside
Unless we close our eyes