CYNICAL THEORY


Sunday Lyrics

I get let down,
you think I'd be used to it by now,
I'mfalling again,
I'm doing my best,
but I've come to find the mask is all that's left,
And I'm lost wiithout a face.

It's another lonely Sunday
and one less reason to believe
there's someone for me,
It's another game of when and how
another "we're just not the same"
was there ever a point in trying anyway ?

It's time to wash my hands,
I'm tired of trying to make it all make sense,
I'm bowing out,
But I must confess, I'll go on living in the memory…
your face is all I see.

It's another lonely Sunday
and one less reason to believe
there's someone for me,
It's another game of when and how
Another "your not the one to blame"
Was there ever a point in trying anyway ?

It's another lonely Sunday
And one last reason to believe
there's someone for me,
And it's another "wait a minute now, isn't there something left to say"
But there's no fight left inside me anyway.

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Record Label(s): 2003 Cynical Theory

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