It's Sunday
You're walking down 10th Street, but with her
Just how it was with me
Listening to songs we would play
I heard that she loves "Eat, Sleep, Wake"
And I'm
Dreaming 'bout you screwing me
Over now
Started believing in what I would see
I found out
It's Monday
I ask you a question, so mundane
You glance her direction
Leaving little thoughts up in the air
I heard that she loves catching you stare
And I'm
Dreaming 'bout you screwing me
Over now
Started believing in what I would see
I found out
Maybe it's my fault
Was it my mind?
I was too scared of the fall
I just had my doubts
Now she gives you her all
The one that you call
And I'm
Dreaming 'bout you screwing me
Over now
Wasn't believing in what I would see
I found out
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