Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sunday (1994)
Performer
Paige Turner
All Instruments
Lee Newell
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paige Turner
Composer
Lee Newell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Newell
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Give me the keys
You're way too drunk to drive, and I should know
Your boyfriend's a dick
A face for the radio, but you can't tune out
I didn't wanna come to this party
The clientele likes Rogan and the army
But you insisted, and you twisted my arm
And here we are
[PreChorus]
Mascara running down your face
Running down your shirt
Running down your leg
Into the dirt where he belongs
[Chorus]
When we get home
I'll sit with you till you fall asleep tonight
When we get home
I'll sit with you till you drift away tonight
Mascara
Mascara
[Verse 2]
The bathroom floor is chequered black and white
Just like your life is
When we were kids we were chasing ghosts
But now tonight's more frightening
[PreChorus]
Mascara running down your face
Running down your shirt
Running down your leg
Into the dirt where we all end up
[Chorus]
When we get home
I'll sit with you till you fall asleep tonight
When we get home
I'll sit with you till you drift away tonight
[Bridge]
Till it all washes away
It all washes away
It all washes away
It all washes away
Someday
Someday
[Chorus]
When we get home
I'll sit with you till you fall asleep tonight
When we get home
I'll sit with you till you drift away tonight
Mascara
Mascara
Written by: Lee Newell, Paige Turner