Month of Sundays

I watched you ruin lives not that I'm surprised,
I just expected the worst from you,
You said I made you feel like the "persona non grata"
I started off as nice and you used it against me,
And I can't lie and say it doesn't affect me,
But now you're out my life,
and I can't say it's not nice

But when I come running back to you,
it'll be the day you build a snowman in hell too,
You'll look up to see a pig fly in your sky of blue,
never in a month of Sundays,
In a month of, never in a month of Sundays, a month of Sundays
In a month of, never in a month of Sundays woah

It's almost been a whole damn year,
You haven't asked how I've been, if I've been okay,
Instead you carry on,
pretend like I'm gonna come back one day (like no way)
You made up awful shit about my own little sister,
Did you not think that I would wanna protect her,
Well I do, and I hoped that you would too

But when I come running back to you,
it'll be the day you build a snowman in hell too,
You'll look up to see a pig fly in your sky of blue,
never in a month of Sundays,
In a month of, never in a month of Sundays, a month of Sundays
In a month of, never in a month of Sundays woah

And now I guess I'll be your new sob story,
you'll use to get sympathy from all your friends,
I don't know how they can't see right through you,
You plan every conflict,
just so you can look like such an innocent person,
just trying to help,
And everyone puts all their problems with you on the shelf,
Well not me, no not me not anymore

In a month of, never in a month of Sundays, a month of Sundays
In a month of, never in a month of Sundays woah

But when I come running back to you,
It'll be the day you build a snowman in hell too,
You'll look up to see a pig fly in your sky of blue,
Never in a month of Sundays,
In a month of, never in a month of Sundays, a month of Sundays
In a month of, never in a month of Sundays woah

In a month of, never in a month of
In a month of, never in a month of