DIUMENGES
Buhos
Sundays
I feel like I'm lost
Your roses prick me
And I'm left without a shield
Things aren't clear anymore
I feel like you slipped away
I'll never understand why you come back
And I can't stop thinking
How you eat me up on Sundays
On Mondays I cry hard
If on Tuesdays you say you’re leaving
On Wednesdays I’m dead
Thursday I go out partying
Friday I could die
Saturday I cry at the bar
'Cause you're not with me
'Cause you're not with me
('Cause you're not with me)
('Cause you're not with me)
('Cause you're not with me)
Now that I'm lost
And I can't do anything about it
That I've given up on you
And I'm your prisoner
That I've stopped flying
And I've stopped feeling
And I don't know how to find my way
Now that little by little
I'm losing my direction
Now that I can't find peace anywhere
And I can't stop thinking
How you eat me up on Sundays
On Mondays I cry hard
If on Tuesdays you say you’re leaving
On Wednesdays I’m dead
Thursday I go out partying
Friday I could die
Saturday I cry at the bar
'Cause you're not with me
How you eat me up on Sundays
On Mondays I cry hard
If on Tuesdays you say you’re leaving
On Wednesdays I’m dead
Thursday I go out partying
Friday I could die
Saturday I cry at the bar
'Cause you're not with me
How you eat me up on Sundays
On Mondays I cry hard
If on Tuesdays you say you’re leaving
On Wednesdays I’m dead
Thursday I go out partying
Friday I could die
Saturday I cry at the bar
'Cause you're not with me
How you eat me up on Sundays
On Mondays I cry hard
If on Tuesdays you say you’re leaving
On Wednesdays I’m dead
Thursday I go out partying
Friday I could die
Saturday I cry at the bar
'Cause you're not with me
