Be over Sunday to cut myself out of you heart, babe
Start with the things that remind you of me, then move on, babe
The things that I bought, the things that I thought would be ours, ours to share
But I guess that they're not, and all that I've got now are hours and hours to spare

Cause I don't know, know, know why you're making me go
Your face in the window is so, so sobering

The truth is I wish for you all of the love in the world
Shouldn't be hard, such a terribly beautiful- girl
It's just I'm not really used to this, feeling of uselessness, holding my heart in a vise
Oh It tightens and loosens, tightens and loosens, the more that I ask myself why

Cause I don't know, know , know why you're making me go
Your face in the window is so, so sobering
And I can just hope, hope, hope that somewhere down that road
You'll look back and see that you were never over me.

yeah yeahh whoaa hoh ohh ohhh

I'll be over Sunday to cut myself out of your heart
Start with the things that remind you of me, then move on..


Lyrics submitted by dprothman

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