Grey Sunday

I took a drive Only to cry over you The dust had piled up Yeah, my brain was in two And no one comes around here anymore I'm untethered Hold on to the furniture or don't She was always good at throwing things away And why are Sunday's so grey? I took a dive Oh but it was just a stave No money in my pocket Thought I had some saved I think it's funny how Yeah, she's into Dylan now Yeah you have everything you need So don't look back And why are Sunday's so grey? Yeah, why are Sunday's so grey? Only I could be so lonely Only I could be so lonely Only I could be so lonely Only I could be so lonely Only I could be so lonely Only I could be so lonely Only I could be so lonely Only I could be so lonely Only I could be so lonely Only I could be so lonely