Lyrics
I'm sorry that I don't know how to talk about drinking
You said Dad's on a bend and you're
Sending those texts while you're shaking away
I'm holding my nose and jumping into this
Faking the lines
Cause I just see the frame I was never that good with the painting
You're crying and sober
Cause Sunday is over
I'm trying to handle you as tight as I can
You're lying awake you're turning away and detaching
Cause whenever I ask what it is you say thank you for asking again
For holding my hand
For helping me handle
See I'm laughing
And adjusting the frame so you don't see the pain when it happens
But you're crying and sober
'Cause Sunday is over
I'm trying to handle you as tight as I can
You're crying and sober
'Cause Sunday is over
You're crying and sober
'Cause Sunday is over
