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  with your tongue tied,
 I know that  tired
 But I  want to know,
 Where  want to go,
 I may be sad, But  not weak,
 This  is bleak
 And your  eyes never lie,
 Your tears come from 
 
 Until Sunday I’ll be waiting for an 
 I guess that yesterday’s not good enough  you,
 You know  I hate this song,
 You  that I hate this song
 Because it was  for you
 
 Drown your fears with 
 I’m feeling  sorry
  glossy eyes don’t need
 The sadness they have 
 But you’re way too deep  swim
 Back up again
 But somehow  can’t find
 The moment you  goodbye
 
 Until Sunday I’ll be waiting for  answer
 I guess that yesterday’s not good enough  you,
 You know that I  this song,
  know that I hate this song
 Because it  written for you
 
 This is becoming  problem I’m hurting it’s unfair
 But somehow  words,
 The way that I heard are  me,
 You're under  skin
 You're breaking in,
 And the tasteless  that filled our nights
 Are starting to cave 
 You’re under my 
 You’re breaking in
 And if  what it takes to prove
  have nothing else to lose
 
 Until Sunday I’ll be waiting  an answer
 I guess that  not good enough for you,
 You know that I  this song,
 You know  I hate this song
 Because it was written  you