Sunday Afternoon

I've tried to help but it's no use You're stubborn as hell, but that's no excuse I've worked myself into a frizzled mess But what do you do You regress It's like talking to a video I sometimes wish that I could skip it all I feel like all I can do is watch As you tear yourself to pieces It's like Sunday afternoon And there's nothing left to do But just wait here for tomorrow Tomorrow can't come too soon If we did this your way You'd be alone You know I can't We've grown too close But I'd be lying if I don't admit That it's starting to make me just a little pissed You can't keep lying to yourself like this If you were gone that You wouldn't be missed I'm trying to help you but it's no use I wish I could help you but you refuse But it's like Sunday afternoon And there's nothing left to do But just wait here for tomorrow Tomorrow can't come too soon It's not an option just to give it up You'd ruin the lives of the ones you love You can't just wait for a change to come You have to get away and run I wish I just knew what to say At least you would listen and want me to stay Have I done everything I can Please, God, tell me I did what I can But it's like Sunday afternoon And there's nothing left to do But just wait here for tomorrow Tomorrow can't come too soon