I don't want to go to the people party
I don't want to talk about where I'm from
I don't want to hear how things were better
I don't want to feel
So in-between that nothing makes me happy

Sunday comes, it seems so harmless
It comes on quick, and it goes out slow
I don't want to hear
I don't want to know
I don't want to feel
So in-between that nothing makes me happy I can
change my mind most anytime I want to see the good in
things that make me feel
So low
I'm dreaming now
And it doesn't feel so strange
So low
I'm dreaming now
and it doesn't seem so strange