i hate this song

speak with your tongue tied

i know that you're tired

but i just want to know

where you want to go

i may be sad

but i'm not weak

this situation is bleak

and your puffy eyes never lie

your tears come from inside

until sunday

i'll be waiting for an answer

i guess that yesterday's not good enough for you

you know that i hate this song

you know that i hate this song

because it was written for you

drown your fears with me

i'm feeling real sorry

your glossy eyes don't need

the sadness they have seen

but you're way too deep to swim

back up again

but somehow i can't find

the moment you said goodbye

this is becoming a problem

i'm hurting

it's unfair

but somehow your words

the way that i heard are haunting me

you're under my skin

you're breaking in

and the tasteless fights that filled our nights

are starting to cave in

you're under my skin

you're breaking in

and if sunday's what it takes to prove

i have nothing else to lose