It's Sunday morning 
I'm afraid to wake upcause i know i ain't sleeping alonei can't turn over i can't open my eyesand i don't think i will till your gone
I don't wanna care, i don't wanna care
I should have never let out
I don't wanna care
I thought the morning would heal mebut every things changed, every things changed
I thought tomorrow was easybut now it's today, now it's todayand i feel caught like a cat in a boxclawing to escaperegrets are such a bitch,this bitch is a teacher,this teachers a bitch
I'm such a sucker for some crooked teethand a pair of skinny black jeans
Wondering i don't caretwo drinks i just dare
I should have never had the fewand i saw you standing there
I thought the morning would heal mebut every things changed, every things changed
I thought tomorrow was easybut now it's today, now it's todayand i feel caught like a cat in a boxclawing to escape
Kinda hoped that you're leavingis it wrong to hope that you're leavingnot believing
I thought the morning would heal mebut every things changed, every things changed
I thought tomorrow was easybut now it's today, now it's todayand i feel caught like a cat in a boxclawing to escape