What a shame that you're leaving me home on sunday I've got the day and i've got me so depressed So i know that there's something about this insanity Something you put to the test i hope it's understood So i got myself undressed So i got myself undressed What a drag you caught me cold and sleeping You had a smile that i seen was so sincere So i want you to know that there's something about you It's something i've never been sure of So i got myself undressed So i got myself undressed Suicide is quick and painless Come up short and come up screaming Well you came and brought me home on sunday But it got me so depresseed So i know that there's something that's out there Believe and begin that it's more than a test So i got myself undressed More from T.s.o.l. (tsol)