Sunday Girl

Every lonely Saturday night She cries alone like a queen in bed She left her room she closes her eyes She play a trick without any lights Her mom takes some candy at Sunday night She calls her daughter Sunday girl But she doesn't want to see her anym

i know a girl from a lonely street cold as ice cream but still as sweet dry your eyes sunday girl hey i saw your guy with a different girl looks like he's in another world run and hide sunday girl hurry up hurry up and wait i stay away all week and s