Sunday 가사

Call it a cathartic release Say it how you like That's the second time this week I hope you don't mind We were just kids The feeling never dies You can change the subject I can't lose the butterflies Good God it's a Sunday afternoon, what are you doing on the kitchen floor again? I can't keep coming home to this Don't stare your eyes reveal A blossom of a tear I know how much you hate it seeing me like that Good God it's a Sunday afternoon, what are you doing on the kitchen floor again? I can't keep coming home to this I ran the bath an hour ago, now the waters turned cold Is that you coming up the stairs? I can tell can tell by the creaks in the floorboards Good God it's a Sunday afternoon, what are you doing on the kitchen floor again? No I can't keep coming home Looks like we're getting old