sober sunday

i woke up in the freezing cold

sober on a sunday

half a pack of cigarettes smoked

i ain't used to no headaches

found my closet full of skeletons

and made more room

for secrets i'd been keeping

from this town and you

i started grinding up bones

just to fit some more inside

and i can still hear her saying

give me something i can use

what are you

what are you simply feeling right now

i need the truth

it might hurt but i can take it

tired of waiting this out

and i just need to know that this ain't false hope

you'll come back sometime

talk to your friends

talk to mama

talk to anyone

who's capable of bad advice

don't throw your feelings

into the same pot

and expect them all to come out right

and there ain't no sense in holding on

to what ain't coming back

and when you decide it was all wasted time

you can send me the cold heart back

give me something i can use

what are you

what are you simply feeling right now

i need the truth

it might hurt but i can take it

tired of waiting this out

i just need to know that this ain't false hope

i just need to know that

you'll come back sometime

i can still hear her saying to me

oh

i can still hear her saying to me

oh. give me something i can use

what are you

what are you simply feeling right now

i need the truth

it might hurt but i can take it

tired of waiting this out

give me something i can use

what are you

what are you simply feeling right now

i need the truth

it might hurt but i can take it

tired of waiting this out

i just need to know that this ain't false hope

i just need to know that this ain't false hope

and that you'll come back some time

i woke up in the freezing cold

sober on a sunday