I don't want to go to the people party
I don't want to talk about where I'm from
I don't want to hear how things were better
So in-between that nothing makes me happy
Sunday comes, it seems so harmless
It comes on quick, and it goes out slow
So in-between that nothing makes me happy
I can change my mind most anytime
I want to see the good in things
And it doesn't feel so strange
and it doesn't seem so strange