Stupid Sunday Song (Sigvardsson Elin)

Well, I've done some stupid things that I regret I wish I had wings, I'd fly right out of this building And I'd like to speak my mind about it I'd lay it all on the line if I got out of bed in time But I'm still lying, yeah I'm still lying I don't know why, but I'm still lying Got a sundayhead, the beer taste like October weather, and the light outside Is a boring matter of time But if you would come around I'd shine I'd be at ease and you'd cross my mind And kiss this lonely mouth But you'll stay out, yeah you'll stay out Sunday night and you'll stay out Well, I've got these stupid days to waste I sit and play them away and you say Well, that's all a matter of taste But it's just one big countdown to me I swear it won't be long until You forget this stupid song And I'll be gone, yeah I'll be gone It won't be long until I'm gone And I'll be gone, yeah I'll be gone It won't be long until I'm gone