Paroles de Sunday

I'm out here on a limb for you again Around and round we go getting nowhere What can't I explain the way I feel again What can't I just stand instead I crawl to you again Why does it always feel like sunday, like sunday, like sunday I hacked myself to bits for you again Hanging on to this for nothing What can't I explain the way I feel again What can't I just stand instead I crawl to you again Why's it always feel like sunday, like sunday, like sunday I've had enough of you I've had enough of you What can't I explain the way I feel again What can't I just stand instead I crawl to you again Why's it always feel like sunday Why's it always Why's it always Why's it always feel like sunday Why's it always Why's it always feel