Justin Bonfini - Sunday Morning

Sappy pathetic little me (little me)
That was the guy I used to be
But you had me on my knees
I'd trade you places any day
I'd never thought you could be that way
But you looked like me on Sunday
But you looked at me
You looked at me on Sunday
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you (whoa)
I thought I knew you (whoa)
I thought I knew you well
You're trying my shoes on for a change
They look so good but feel so strange
Out of fashion, so I can complain
Can't complain
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you (whoa)
I thought I knew you (whoa)
I thought I knew you well, so well
I know who I am, but who are you?
You're not looking like you used to
You're on the other side of the mirror
So nothing's looking quite as clear
Thank you for turning on the lights
Thank you, now you're the parasite
I didn't think you had it in you
And now you're looking like I used to!
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you (whoa)
I've got a new view (whoa)
I thought I knew you well
On Sunday morning
Without a warning
Sunday morning
I thought I knew you
Sunday morning
Oh you want me badly
You can not have me
On Sunday morning

Written by:
Eric Matthew Stefani, Gwen Renee Stefani, Tony Ashwin Kanal

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