U Taste Like Sundays

I gotta be honest

I'm getting a little bit scared of my age

Everyone's polished

And I feel like I must have missed a page

It's four in the morning

And I'm trying to hold back what I want to say

Some of it's sorted

And mostly mistakes

I don't know if I'm supposed to be enlightened

Gotta keep up with the kids that move like lightning

Isn't it such a crying shame to be fighting

Everything sucks 'till it's you that's got be flying

You taste just like Sundays, dripping off my tongue

Teenage roleplay, we stay drinking 'till we're dumb

Yeah, you taste just like Sundays, dripping off my tongue

Teenage roleplay, we stay drinking 'till we're dumb

So what, I'm a trainwreck

I never expected anything else

Show me the cards and

I keep the aces all to myself

Where was the warning?

I could have done with a sign of the times

You send me soaring

And settle my mind

I don't know if I'm supposed to be enlightened

Gotta keep up with the kids that move like lightning

Isn't it such a crying shame to be fighting

Everything sucks 'till it's you that's got be flying

You taste just like Sundays, dripping off my tongue

Teenage roleplay, we stay drinking 'till we're dumb

Yeah, you taste just like Sundays, dripping off my tongue

Teenage roleplay, we stay drinking 'till we're dumb

You take me to places I've never been, baby

You take me to places I've never been, baby

You taste just like Sundays, dripping off my tongue

Teenage roleplay, we stay drinking 'till we're dumb

Yeah, you taste just like Sundays, dripping off my tongue

Teenage roleplay, we stay drinking 'till we're dumb

Yeah, You taste just like Sundays, dripping off my tongue

Teenage roleplay, we stay drinking 'till we're dumb