football sundays

I can't even start to cry
Tears will just start another fight
I made a mental report
On why we're never in the same room anymore

He's out camping again
First aid kit to heal his emotions
And he's in his small room again
Singing songs to block out the commotion
And she's watching a sad show
To forget the mean things that he said
And I'm about to text a friend
Change your mind, keep it all in your head

The game is on
It's supposed to be a fun day
Where are you mom?
Dad's mad again, he broke a vase
They scored a touchdown
But these are not joyful tears
Let's go to his house
So tired of seeing bottles of beer

I'm so tired, I'm so tired no
I'm so tired, I'm so tired no
I'm so tired, I'm so tired no
I'm so tired, I'm so tired no

I fear the next time he'll yell
To everybody else, we're doing well
Why is help so hard to get?
You say you love us so why won't you get checked?

He's sitting in the dark again
Scared to say that he's got some issues
And he's crying on the floor
Two empty boxes of tissues
And she's struggling with her work
She can't unhear the words he said
And I'm about to text a friend
Change your mind, keep it all in your head

The game is on
What happened to family dinner
Where are you mom?
Dad's mad, his anger is bad weather
They scored a touchdown
But these are not joyful tears
Let's go to his house
So tired of seeing bottles of beer

I'm so tired, I'm so tired no
I'm so tired, I'm so tired no
I'm so tired, I'm so tired no
I'm so tired, I'm so tired no
I'm so tired, I'm so tired no
I'm so tired, I'm so tired no
I'm so tired, I'm so tired no
I'm so tired, I'm so tired no

We're so tired, we're so tired no
We're so tired, we're so tired no
We're so tired, we're so tired no
We're so tired, we're so tired



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Writer(s): Brady Scott
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