Zack Medlin - Why's it always sunny on Sunday? Lyrics

I miss you
She said, not so quietly
And the walls of this room are not so
Inviting without you here
Without you here

I wish I
Could go back trust me
More than you
I miss the way that it feels
When all that you do
Is so measured, and it feels true

But it's not
The way it is
It's all a game
And I'm done playi'n it

I want you to come back
We all miss you son
Where were you when I couldn't breathe?
You weren't listening,
She was reading my messages
Asking me if I'm guilty,
Willfully ignorant
And empowered by the spirit to say this shit

But it's not
The way it is
It's all a game
And I'm done playin it

And it's not
The way it is
This is all a game
That I'm done playing

I'm used to it
I just want you to say it
I just wanna be done with it
But I look outside
On a Sunday morning and it's nice
I hate that that hurts
I hate that I miss it
I hate that you miss me too
But it's not me it's you

Why's it always sunny on Sunday?
Why's it always sunny on Sunday?
Why's it always sunny on Sunday?
Why's it always sunny on Sunday?