I Hate This Song

Speak with your tongue tied
 I know that you're tired
 But I just want to know
 Where you want to go
 I may be sad, But I'm not weak
 This situation is bleak
 And your puffy eyes never lie
 Your tears come from inside
 Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer
 I guess that yesterday's not good enough for you
 You know that I hate this song
 You know that I hate this song
 Because it was written for you
 Drown your fears with me
 I'm feeling real sorry
 Your glossy eyes don't need
 The sadness they have seen
 But you're way too deep to swim
 Back up again
 But somehow I can't find
 The moment you said goodbye
 Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer
 I guess that yesterday's not good enough for you
 You know that I hate this song
 You know that I hate this song
 Because it was written for you
 This is becoming a problem I'm hurting it's unfair
 But somehow your words
 The way that I heard are haunting me
 You're under my skin
 You're breaking in
 And the tasteless fights that filled our nights
 Are starting to cave in
 You're under my skin
 You're breaking in
 And if Sundays what it takes to prove
 I have nothing else to loose
 Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer
 I guess that yesterday's not good enough for you
 You know that I hate this song
 You know that I hate this song
 Because it was written for you