goodbye

The Sundays

I vow that it?s goodbye and God bless
Why did we have to assume we?re exactly the same?
O no, talking about yourself

I vow that it?s goodbye to the old ways
Those stories were a good read
They were dumb as well
I could never be seen
Falling down on my knees crawling
O no, talk about a sell

O as the heavens shudder baby
I belong to you
O they said you get what you deserve and all they said was true

So is this what it?s come to?
Am I cold or just a little bit warm?
O well
Give me an easy life and a peaceful death