Sunday Night, Monday Morning Songtext

von Coquettish

I know what was the reason, and I'm sick of it.
Too late how I pretend everything's alright.
Is there an plan to settle?
I'm going slightly mad.

It ain't exception in this time, too.
Nothing at all, Yeah?
It ain't exception in this time, too.
Nothing at all, please don't leave me behind.

I know that I'm off my own head.
Too late at all, I screwed anything up.
The only chance, it's gone away
And strayed from the right path again and again.

It ain't exception in this time, too.
Nothing at all,
It ain't exception in this time, too.
Nothing at all, please don't leave me behind.

I wish tomorrow would never come
Always think about at every sunday night.

Here comes gloomy monday morning.,
I feel like shit again and again.
Here comes monday morning.
If I could go back to sunday night.

Fuck it? it's time to pay
Fuck it? the price for my own mistake.