Sundays (The)

Goodbye
I vow that it's goodbye. I vow that it's goodbye and God bless. Why did we have to assume we're exactly the same? Oh no, talking about yourself. I vow that it's goodbye to the old ways. Those stories were a good read, they were dumb as well. I could never be seen falling down on my knees crawling, oh no, talk about a sell. Oh, as the heavens shudder baby, I belong to you. Oh they said you get what you deserve and all they said was true. So is this what it's come to? Am I cold or just a little bit warm? Oh, well, give me an easy life and a peaceful death, yeah. From Letras Mania