Sunday 歌词

I came home from my trip today And the house was so empty All your things were gone You left a note up on the door Said you dont need me anymore Said that were all wrong And I crumpled to the ground With just the walls to hear the sound Of my breakin' heart Breakin' into A thousand pieces Bleeding for you A thousand pieces Breakin' into Feels like Im choking on broken glass You didnt call until three days Said you hoped I was okay Said youd had this planned Told me youd found someone new And that they were so good to you Just knew Id understand And I crumpled to the ground With just the walls to hear the sound Of my breakin' heart Breakin' into A thousand pieces Bleeding for you A thousand pieces Breakin' into Feels like Im choking on broken glass