Sundays when the rules change
And your phone rings like it's supposed to
But you don't know what you're doing
To this love and, and she knows it
I don't wanna waste your time
Making rules that don't apply
But I know these feelings change
And it's hard to rearrange
But come Monday you'll be back to
Making sense of what you're supposed to
Sunday feels so far away
I don't wanna waste your time
Making rules that don't apply
But I know these feelings change
And it's hard to rearrange
I'm trying to turn it off
But I can't leave it off
I couldn't sleep tonight
Wondering why
We go back to what we're supposed to
We go back to
