Less Guts Lyrics

Sunday came without a weekend.
I'm hanging over.
I left my keys on her table.

Watch where you're going because
I'm with the walking dead.
I'm dying to et you know
I'm still alive.

And the phone rings every hour,
way too loud.
Leave me hanging from my rope.

Sweetheart, could you save this moment?
I'm begging you
please stop breaking my heart.

No more calls until I start
to live again.
I guess I'll see you next weekend.

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