A Road To Damascus - Sundays Lyrics

Too proud cannot let it go
The next round well the next round is on me
It's getting late and it's not getting better, no
About a million times I've done it
Not taking my time I'm running
It's my escape I'm not coming home

Cause I burn it down
I make all my plans for nothing
Cause I burn it down
I'm afraid to stand for something

If I'm wasting your time, maybe someday (and I'm sorry for that)
We'll be spending the most of our Sunday (as I'm getting better)
I confess I'm a mess
Yeah I know it
If you leave and i grieve
I deserve it
I am giving you all of my Sundays
When I'm better

Next day now the smoke is gone
It's tough luck for a sinner who's just like me
It's getting late and Ii feel much better now

I won't burn it down
Wouldn't change my plans for nothing
Cause it all burned down
Not afraid to stand for something

If I'm wasting your time, maybe someday (and I'm sorry for that)
We'll be spending the most of our Sunday (as I'm getting better)
I confess I'm a mess
Yeah I know it
If you leave and i grieve
I deserve it
I am giving you all of my Sundays
When I'm better

I'm a word away and I really need to apologize
And it's taking me way too long to realize
I'm a word and I really need to apologize
I'm a word away
I'm a word away

If I'm wasting your time, maybe someday (and I'm sorry for that)
We'll be wasting the most of our Sunday (as I'm getting better)
I confess I'm a mess
Yeah I know it
If you leave and i grieve
I deserve it
I am giving you all of my Sundays
When I'm better

When I'm better
When I'm better

I confess I'm a mess
Yeah I know it
If you leave and i grieve
I deserve it
I am giving you all of my Sundays
When I'm better