Painkiller Sunday
You lift your head to say you're dead and you fall right back asleep
What happened to the days when you would fall back onto me
Well it's time to say goodnight, I'll see you in the morning
It's not that I want to die
Just get a little closer
Been feeling like this all day
I've gotta flip it somehow
I'm sinking back in my seat
The minute it gets in my bloodstream
I'm finding it hard to believe
You ever told me you loved me
Painkiller Sunday
Take me home safe to Monday
Where I'll do the week again and again
You hold your head like you were dead, we're dying anyway
In love with the impossible
And tired of today
Well it's time to say goodnight, I'll see you in the morning
I'm glad you feel alright but I just can't relate to that
Been feeling like this all day
I've gotta flip it somehow
I'm sinking down in this bed
The minute it gets in my bloodstream
I'm finding it hard to forget
You ever told me you loved me
Painkiller Sunday
Can I just sleep till Monday
Where I'll do the week again and again
It's just a grand illusion
A circular confusion
Hard to say it
Let's just name it
We've been living out our own delusions
I'm sinking down in this bed
The minute it gets in my bloodstream
I'm finding it hard to forget
You ever told me you loved me
Painkiller Sunday
Can I just sleep till Monday
Where I'll do the week again and a, I'm
Sinking back in my seat
The minute it gets in my bloodstream
I'm finding it hard to believe
You ever told me you loved me
Painkiller Sunday
Take me home safe to Monday
Where I'll do the week again and again
What happened to the days when you would fall back onto me
Well it's time to say goodnight, I'll see you in the morning
It's not that I want to die
Just get a little closer
Been feeling like this all day
I've gotta flip it somehow
I'm sinking back in my seat
The minute it gets in my bloodstream
I'm finding it hard to believe
You ever told me you loved me
Painkiller Sunday
Take me home safe to Monday
Where I'll do the week again and again
You hold your head like you were dead, we're dying anyway
In love with the impossible
And tired of today
Well it's time to say goodnight, I'll see you in the morning
I'm glad you feel alright but I just can't relate to that
Been feeling like this all day
I've gotta flip it somehow
I'm sinking down in this bed
The minute it gets in my bloodstream
I'm finding it hard to forget
You ever told me you loved me
Painkiller Sunday
Can I just sleep till Monday
Where I'll do the week again and again
It's just a grand illusion
A circular confusion
Hard to say it
Let's just name it
We've been living out our own delusions
I'm sinking down in this bed
The minute it gets in my bloodstream
I'm finding it hard to forget
You ever told me you loved me
Painkiller Sunday
Can I just sleep till Monday
Where I'll do the week again and a, I'm
Sinking back in my seat
The minute it gets in my bloodstream
I'm finding it hard to believe
You ever told me you loved me
Painkiller Sunday
Take me home safe to Monday
Where I'll do the week again and again
Credits
Writer(s): Sonia Copple
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