Sunday Funday

歌詞

I'm sorry that I don’t know how to talk about drinking You said dad's on the bend and you're sending those texts while you’re shaking away I'm holding my nose and jumping into this Faking the lines 'Cause I just see the frame I was never that good with the painting You're crying and sober 'Cause Sunday is over And I'm trying to handle you as tight as I can You're lying awake You're turning away and detaching ’Cause whenever I ask what it is you say "thank you for asking again" For holding my hand For helping me handle, see I’m laughing And adjusting the frame so you don't see the pain when it happens But you’re crying and sober 'Cause Sunday is over And I'm trying to handle you as tight as I can