My eyes fall open on you It's like my dreams keep goin' on and on and on, it don't Matter what we're doin' As long as I'm with you, and I can't imagine anything I couldn't love you through the bad days There's gonna be mistakes But, baby, I'm here to stay

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

Oh baby it's oh so cold in this place Oh maybe it's all so close to the bitter end Oh maybe it all just burns like a living hell I'm all alone, and here comes the dawn Until the break of dawn Hearing boots walking into the bar Four men dragging their

I swear to God When I'm hung over you I'm on my knees, begging pretty please I'm so love drunk stupid off these memories Mother Mary please, have mercy on me The Sun came up and I can't believe you're over me It's like ba-da-da-da-da-da Your shadows,

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

It's a quarter past midnight Away-way, oh, away-way, oh We keep on running Running through a red light Like we're trying to burn the night away Help me piece it all together, darling Help me piece it all together This is my favorite part oh Before it

So baby come and get me, cause I don't wanna dance alone I got my best on and I feel like dancing all night long Oh it's been so long Thinking 'bout the feeling of your arms wrapped around my body It's what I want Nothing's gonna stop me Oh but I want If

My eyes fall open on you It's like my dreams keep goin' on and on and on, it don't Matter what we're doin' As long as I'm with you, and I can't imagine anything I couldn't love you through the bad days There's gonna be mistakes But, baby, I'm here to stay

This your favorite song And it's all Please tell me what you think happened Like this time, fuck it I woke up to like ninety-nine missed calls That's like ninety-nine people I probably pissed off Like damn, nigga, I was on a jail call Damn, niggas make

It's like every time Like any time of day In every single way Girl when she gets her way (way, way, way) That's just how she ball That's just how she hustles No clue how she does it (I'll still say) This bitch looks like Lindsay Lohan She gets down just