Sunday

I get let down
You think I'd be used to it by now
I'm falling again
I'm doing my best
But I've come to find the mask is all that's left
I'm lost without a face

It's another lonely Sunday
And one less reason to believe
There's someone for me
It's another game of when and how
Another we're just not the same
Was there ever a point in trying anyway?

It's time to wash my hands
I'm tired of trying to make it all make sense
I'm bowing out
But I must confess
I'll go on living in the memory
Your face is all I see

It's another lonely Sunday
And one less reason to believe
There's someone for me
It's another game of when and how
Another you're not the one to blame
Was there ever a point in trying anyway?

It's another lonely Sunday
And one less reason to believe
There's someone for me
It's another game of when and how
Is it there something left to say?
But there's no fight left inside me anyway