Song | Sunday Girl |
Artist | Ourself Beside Me |
Album | Ourself Beside Me |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Every lonely Saturday night | |
She cries alone like a queen in bed | |
She left her room she closes her eyes | |
She play a trick without any lights | |
Her mom takes some candy at Sunday night | |
She calls her daughter Sunday girl | |
But she doesn't want to see her anymore | |
She quit the game and she's so bored | |
She wants love like someone else | |
But she knows love's just a silly game | |
Whatever she pertends she's not right | |
Now she takes some pills then tries to forget |