My Favorite Day is Sunday (Live)
My Favorite Day is Sunday
Cuz I don't have to go to school
Don't have to worry about posting or
Boasting how much fun I'm having by the pool
There's no pressure on Sunday
I made it through another weekend
Don't have to watch my friends go to places
With smiling faces and feel my defenses weaken
There's never any race to win on Sunday
I get to watch the week begin on Sunday
Whole world at my disposal on Sunday
So baby here's my proposal for Sunday
Stay with me at night when I write my songs
'For I force myself to party so I can right my wrongs
Then my dreams are out out of reach, they've up and gone
But then I wake up on Sunday, when nothings wrong
Every time I get to Friday
I feel so lame for staying in
I tell myself there's no gain without pain
So this is how I must win
Then on time comes Saturday
questioning what it all means
Am I losing my best years cuz
All my grotesque fears of not winning five grammys at 17
There's never any race to win on Sunday
I get to watch the week begin on Sunday
A whole world at my disposal on Sunday
So baby here's my proposal for Sunday
Stay with me at night when I write my songs
'For I force myself to party so I can right my wrongs
Then my dreams are out out of reach, they've up and gone
But then I wake up on Sunday, when nothings wrong
Cuz I don't have to go to school
Don't have to worry about posting or
Boasting how much fun I'm having by the pool
There's no pressure on Sunday
I made it through another weekend
Don't have to watch my friends go to places
With smiling faces and feel my defenses weaken
There's never any race to win on Sunday
I get to watch the week begin on Sunday
Whole world at my disposal on Sunday
So baby here's my proposal for Sunday
Stay with me at night when I write my songs
'For I force myself to party so I can right my wrongs
Then my dreams are out out of reach, they've up and gone
But then I wake up on Sunday, when nothings wrong
Every time I get to Friday
I feel so lame for staying in
I tell myself there's no gain without pain
So this is how I must win
Then on time comes Saturday
questioning what it all means
Am I losing my best years cuz
All my grotesque fears of not winning five grammys at 17
There's never any race to win on Sunday
I get to watch the week begin on Sunday
A whole world at my disposal on Sunday
So baby here's my proposal for Sunday
Stay with me at night when I write my songs
'For I force myself to party so I can right my wrongs
Then my dreams are out out of reach, they've up and gone
But then I wake up on Sunday, when nothings wrong
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Cambria
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