When this sunday comes dont forget to call and analyze

all the reasons i've locked up myself

so you say its in her eyes

the end is my opinion

never justified the means

so i'd forgotten how to tell you all the things

id had to think of since that night

can you even recognize that i'm tripping over my own two feet

in all the sense that i lost you in

all i yearned to be since this is goodbye

i'll tell you you're beautiful but i'll still close my eyes

had i know i could have kept things the way the had always been inside

keep it all locked up inside your heardt for tomorrows goodbye