when you wake up on sunday morning

when you wake up but i'm still asleep

there is something that you’re tired of hiding

there is something that you’re trying to keep

i'm not saying that it’s time to go home

i'm not saying that it’s time you move on

everyone’s to blame

we’re all the same

and it’s just a game

you don’t seem to give damn about me

you don’t even want to set me free

i am tired of this situation

i am tired will you let me be

everybody

everyone

needs that someone

anyone

to turn to when this world gets old

it’s all downhill from here you know?

this is all over now

i'll leave and you’ll be a memory

when you say goodbye

i'll leave and you’ll be a memory

will i be your memory?